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PARISI    JHfMNS. 

^  JUL  201936 

Logical  st*€ 


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COLLECTION  OF  HYMNS 


PUBLIC,    SOCIAL,   AND    PRIVATE 


WORSHIP. 


SELECTED    AND    ORIGINAL. 


PHILADELPHIA: 

PUBLISHED  BY  PERKINS  &  PURVES. 
1843. 


Entered  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year 
1843,  by  PERKINS  &  PURVES,  in  the  Clerk's  Office 
of  the  District  Court  of  the  Eastern  District  of  Penn- 
sylvania. 


I.  Ashmead  &  Co.  Printers. 


PREFACE. 


The  following  collection  of  hymns  has  been  prepared 
with  reference  to  that  standard  which  is  found  in  the 
general  judgment  of  the  Christian  public.  Of  the  many 
speculations  concerning  devotional  lyric  poetry,  which 
have  been  at  different  times  proposed,  it  has  not  seemed 
proper  to  allow  to  any  one  an  influence  in  advance  of  the 
settled  decisions  of  public  opinion ;  but  much  care  has 
been  exercised  in  seeking  to  ascertain  those  decisions, 
and  to  conform  the  character  of  the  book  to  them.  In 
pursuance  of  this  plan,  favorite  standard  hymns  have 
been  retained,  as  the  basis  of  the  collection;  while  a  la- 
borious examination  has  been  made  of  a  large  number  of 
Hymn  Books  and  other  volumes  of  religious  poetry, 
British  and  American,  for  the  purpose  of  giving  it  variety 
and  freshness.  Every  stanza  inserted  has  been  carefully 
considered ;  and  while  it  has  not  been  thought  proper  to 
exclude  every  one  which  does  not  possess  high  poetic 
merit,  or  to  torture  every  one  for  the  purpose  of  accom- 
modating musical  accent,  it  is  hoped  that  the  attention 
which  has  been  paid,  in  the  preparation  of  the  book,  to 
the  claims  of  literary  and  musical  taste,  will  be  found  to 
have  effected  as  much  as  was  advisable.  Above  all,  it  is 
hoped  that  nothing  has  been  admitted  which  is  at  vari- 
ance with  the  word  of  God. 

Alterations  in  language  have  been  made  only  where, 
with  a  full  knowledge  of  the  reasonable  jealousy  of  the 
public  on  that  point,  they  were  judged  to  be  indispen- 
sable. A  Hymn  Book,  fitted  to  meet  the  demands  of 
worshiping  assemblies,  cannot  be  produced  without  the 
labor  of  abridgment  and  alteration  ;  but  that  wantonness 
of  change  and  mutilation,  which  has  proved  so  offensive 


IV  PREFACE. 

to  the  community,  is  most  justly  condemned.  In  the 
following  collection  are  a  few  hymns,  (not  hitherto  famil- 
iar to  the  public,)  in  which  considerable  alterations  have 
been  made.  They  are  such  as  were  seen  to  admit  of 
changes  which  would  render  them  highly  valuable,  while, 
in  their  original  form,  they  could  not  have  been  inserted. 
Most  of  these  are  designated  in  the  Index.  In  many 
hymns,  what  will  appear  to  some  to  be  alterations,  are 
but  restorations  of  the  original  language,  with  which  un- 
necessary liberties  had  been  taken. 

Among  the  leading  objects  kept  in  view,  has  been  that 
of  gratifying  the  wish,  so  generally  entertained  by  those 
whose  feelings  are  chiefly  to  be  regarded  in  the  prepara- 
tion of  such  a  book,  for  that  class  of  hymns  which  is  felt 
to  be  peculiarly  suited  to  evening  meetings  and  other  oc- 
casions of  social  worship— a  class  characterized  by  some- 
what more  of  free  expression  and  enlivening  fervor,  than 
belongs  to  the  stately  compositions  which  better  accord 
with  the  dignity  of  the  sanctuary.  It  is  believed  that  the 
book  will  be  found  unusually  rich  in  this  department. 

The  original  hymns  are  designated  as  such  in  the 
Index. 

Much  labor  has  been  employed  upon  the  classification 
of  the  hymns ;  but  any  one  who  has  attempted  such  a 
task  will  be  convinced  that  no  two  persons  could  be  found 
who  would  perform  it  in  precisely  the  same  manner. 
The  schedule  which  exhibits  this  classification  will  proba- 
bly be  found  more  convenient  than  an  Index  of  subjects 
in  any  other  form. 

The  collection  is  submitted  to  the  public,  under  a  sense 
of  the  responsibility  of  attempting  to  furnish,  for  those 
who  worship  God,  the  language  of  devotional  song  ;  and 
with  pleasure  in  the  reflection  that  many  a  soul  may  find 
here  the  expression  of  its  faith,  adoration,  and  hope,  and 
the  means  of  advancing  preparation  for  the  songs  of 
heaven. 


HYMNS. 


WORSHIP. 


1  Assembling  for  Worship.  L.  M. 

1  A  SSEMBLED  in  thy  name,  O  Lord, 
-£*■  We  plead  the  promise  of  thy  word  ; 
We  gather  now  to  seek  thy  face, — 
Oh  may  thy  presence  fill  the  place. 

2  When  'mid  the  sad,  forsaken  band 
Of  thy  disciples  thou  didst  stand, 

Thy  voice,  divinely  speaking  "Peace," 
Bade  doubt  and  fear  and  sorrow  cease. 

3  Now  may  we  hear  the  voice  of  love 
Speak  peace  and  pardon  from  above  ; 
Sweet  intercourse  with  Jesus  find, 
And  prove  him  powerful,  faithful,  kind. 

4  Oh  send  us  not  away  unblessed, 
For  on  thy  gracious  word  we  rest ; 
We,  sinners,  to  our  Saviour  flee, 
Helpless  and  hopeless  but  in  thee. 


A,  O  WORSHIP. 

AS  Blessing  of God  Implored.  CM. 

1  TN  thy  great  name,  O  Lord,  we  come 
■*■  To  worship  at  thy  feet ; 

Oh  pour  thy  Holy  Spirit  down 
On  all  that  now  shall  meet. 

2  We  come  to  hear  Jehovah  speak, 

To  hear  the  Saviour's  voice  ; 
Thy  face  and  favor,  Lord,  we  seek  ; 
Now  make  our  hearts  rejoice. 

3  Teach  us  to  pray,  and  praise — and  hear, 

And  understand  thy  word  ; 
To  feel  thy  blissful  presence  near, 
And  trust  our  living  Lord. 

4  Let  sinners  now  thy  goodness  prove, 

And  saints  rejoice  in  thee; 
Let  rebels  be  subdued  by  love, 
And  to  the  Saviour  flee. 

^5  Divine  Aid  Sought.  7s. 

1  T  ORD,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
-"  At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow  ; 
Oh  do  not  our  suit  disdain  ; 

Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain? 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend  ; 
In  compassion  now  descend  ; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace, 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

3  In  thy  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  seek  thee,  here  we  stay ; 


INVOCATION. 

Lord,  we  know  not  how  to  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

Send  some  message  from  thy  word, 
That  may  peace  and  joy  afford  ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 
Full  salvation  to  each  heart. 


4t  Social  IVorsh'p.  C.  M. 

1  C\  LORD,  our  languid  souls  inspire, 
^  For  here  we  trust  thou  art ; 
Send  down  a  coal  of  heavenly  fire, 

To  warm  each  waiting  heart. 

2  Show  us  some  token  of  thy  love, 

Our  fainting  hope  to  raise ; 
And  pour  thy  blessing  from  above, 
That  we  may  render  praise. 

3  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 

The  humble  mind  bestow  ; 

And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 

To  make  our  graces  grow. 

4  May  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word, 

In  faith  present  our  prayers ; 
And  in  the  presence  of  our  Lord, 
Unbosom  all  our  cares. 

5  And  may  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 

Enforced  by  mighty  grace, 

Awaken  many  sinners  round 

To  come  and  fill  the  place. 


5,  6  WORSHIP. 

r\  Social  Worship.  C.  M. 

1  r\  THOU  in  whom  thy  saints  are  one, 
^  Permit  us  now  to  see, 

In  this  short  hour  of  prayer  and  praise, 
A  glimpse  of  heaven  and  thee. 

2  While  with  one  heart  and  one  desire, 

Low  at  thy  feet  we  kneel, 
Oh  warm  our  hearts  with  heavenly  love, 
And  all  thy  grace  reveal. 

3  Thy  gracious  presence,  Lord,  alone 

Can  make  our  worship  bless'd  ; 
Drive  from  our  thoughts  a  vexing  world, 
And  lay  our  griefs  to  rest. 

4  Descend  and  bless  our  waiting  souls, 

And  meet  us  as  thy  own ; 

And  fit  us  to  ascend  and  praise 

Before  the  eternal  throne. 

r\  The  Praises  of  Heaven.  C.  M. 

1  /^OME  Lord,  and  warm  each  languid 
^  Inspire  each  lifeless  tongue;  [heart, 
And  let  the  joys  of  heaven  impart 

Their  influence  to  our  song. 

2  The  saints,  from  sin  for  ever  free, 

There  mourn  its  power  no  more ; 
But,  clothed  in  spotless  purity, 
Redeeming  love  adore. 

3  There  the  bless'd  followers  of  the  Lamb 

Join  in  immortal  songs ; 


INVOCATION.  { 

And  endless  honors  to  his  name 
Employ  their  tuneful  tongues. 

4  Lord,  tune  our  hearts  to  praise  and  love ; 
Our  feeble  notes  inspire; 
Till  in  thy  blissful  courts  above 
We  join  the  angelic  choir. 

Invocation  of  the  Saviour.  CM. 

1  pOME,  thou  desire  of  all  thy  saints, 
^  Our  humble  strains  attend  ; 
While,  with  our  praises  and  complaints, 

Low  at  thy  feet  we  bend. 

2  When  we  thy  wondrous  glories  hear, 

And  all  thy  sufferings  trace, 
What  sweetly  awful  scenes  appear  ! 
What  rich,  unbounded  grace. 

3  How  should  our  songs,  like  those  above, 

With  warm  devotion  rise  ! 
How  should  our  souls,  on  wings  of  love, 
Mount  upward  to  the  skies! 

4  Come,  Lord,  thy  love  alone  can  raise 

In  us  the  heavenly  flame ; 
Then  shall  our  lips  resound  thy  praise, 
Our  hearts  adore  thy  name. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  glory  shine, 

And  fill  thy  dwellings  here, 
Till  life,  and  love,  and  joy  divine 
A  heaven  on  earth  appear, 


8,  9  WORSHIP. 

S<  Praise  to  the  Savioui:  5.  6. 

1  A  LL  praise  to  his  name 
-*■*•  Who  gives  us  to  meet; 
His  love  to  proclaim, 

His  mercies  repeat: 
Who  offers  his  blessing-, 

And  bids  us  draw  near  ; 
Whose  favor  possessing, 

We  nothing  should  fear. 

2  In  him  we  have  peace, 

In  him  we  have  power; 
His  smiles  never  cease 

To  cheer  the  dark  hour: 
In  every  temptation, 

He  sends  from  above 
His  wondrous  salvation, 

His  rescuing  love. 

3  Bless'd  Jesus,  thy  word 

Can  bid  us  be  free; 
Our  Saviour  and  Lord, — 

We  hasten  to  thee : 
Oh  give  us  some  token 

That  thou  art  still  nigh  ; 
Our  faith  is  unbroken, 

Our  help  is  on  high. 

Q  Presence  of  the  Saviour.  L.  M. 

1   TESUS,  where'er  thy  people  meet, 
•J  There  they  behold  thy  mercy-seat ; 
Where'er  they  seek  thee,  thou  art  found  ; 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 


INVOCATION.  1 0 

2  Dear  Shepherd  of  thy  chosen  few, 
Thy  former  mercies  here  renew; 
Here  to  our  waiting  hearts  proclaim 
The  sweetness  of  thy  saving  name. 

3  Here  may  we  prove  the  power  of  prayer, 
To  strengthen  faith  and  banish  care; 

To  teach  our  faint  desires  to  rise 
To  things  unseen  beyond  the  skies. 

4  Lord,  we  are  few,  but  thou  art  near, 
Nor  short  thine  arm,  nor  deaf  thine  ear; 
Oh  rend  the  heavens  this  favored  hour — 
Let  thousands  feel  thy  saving  power. 

|  (J  Sincerity.  C.  M. 

1  T  ORD !  when  we  bend  before  thy  throne, 
-^  And  our  confessions  pour, 

Teach  us  to  feel  the  sins  we  own, 
And  hate  what  we  deplore. 

2  Our  burdened  spirits  pitying  see; 

True  penitence  impart; 
And  let  a  healing  ray  from  thee 
Beam  hope  on  every  heart. 

3  When  our  responsive  tongues  essay 

Their  grateful  songs  to  raise, 
Grant  that  our  souls  may  join  the  lay, 
And  rise  to  thee  in  praise. 

4  When  we  disclose  our  wants  in  prayer, 

May  we  our  wills  resign  ; 
And  not  a  thought  our  bosom  share, 
Which  is  not  wholly  thine. 


1  1  WORSHIP. 

5  Let  faith  each  meek  petition  fill, 
And  waft  it  to  the  skies; 
And  teach  our  hearts  'tis  goodness  still 
That  grants  it,  or  denies. 

The  Sanctuary.  7( 

1  CAFELY  through  another  week 
^  God  has  brought  us  on  our  way ; 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 

Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day; 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace, 

Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name ; 
Show  thy  reconciling  face, 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame; 
From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
May  we  rest  this  day  in  thee. 

3  Here  we  come  thy  name  to  praise ; 

Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near : 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 

While  we  in  thy  house  appear: 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  feast. 

4  May  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 

Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints; 
Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound, 

Bring  relief  from  all  complaints: 
Thus  let  all  our  Sabbaths  prove, 
Till  we  join  the  church  above. 


PUBLIC.  12,   13 

J  •/  Praise  for  Restoration.  C.  M. 

1  T\7"HAT  shall  I  render  to  my  God, 

*  *     For  all  his  kindness  shown] 
My  feet  shall  visit  thy  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  saints  who  fill  thy  house, 

My  offering  shall  be  paid  ; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows 
My  soul  in  anguish  made. 

3  How  happy  all  thy  servants  are! 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me ! 
My  life,  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 

4  Now  I  am  thine — for  ever  thine — 

Nor  shall  my  purpose  move; 
Thy  hand  hath  loosed  my  bonds  of  pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

5  Here,  in  thy  courts,  I  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  rich  grace  record ; 
Witness,  ye  saints,  who  hear  me  now, 
If  1  forsake  the  Lord. 

1  -<  Welcome  to  Christian  Friends.  L.  M. 

1  TZINDRED  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake 
■"•  A  hearty  welcome  here  receive; 
May  we  together  now  partake 

The  joys  which  only  he  can  give. 

2  May  he  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 

Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above, 


1 4  WORSHIP. 

Make  our  communications  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

3  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 

When  Christians  see  each  other  thus; 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  him 

Who  lived,  and  died,  and  reigns  for  us. 

4  We'll  talk  of  all  he  did,  and  said, 

And  suffered  for  us  here  below; 
The  path  he  marked  for  us  to  tread, 
And  what  he  's  doing  for  us  now. 

5  Thus,  as  the  moments  pass  away, 

We'll  love  and  wonder  and  adore, 
And  hasten  on  the  glorious  day 

When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 


Heavenly  Joy  on  Earth.  S.  M. 


14 

1  /^OME  ye  who  love  the  Lord, 
^  And  let  your  joys  be  known ; 
Join  in  a  song,  with  sweet  accord, 

And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

2  Let  those  refuse  to  sing, 

Who  never  knew  our  God ; 
But  children  of  the  heavenly  king 
Should  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

3  The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below; 
Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

4  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 


PRAISE.  15 

Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

5  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry;  [ground, 

We're    marching    through    Immanuel's 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

J  Q  Worthy  the  Lamb.  6.  4. 

1  n  LORY  to  God  on  high  ! 

^*    Let  heaven  and  earth  reply — 

•'Praise  ye  his  name;" 
His  love  and  grace  adore, 
Who  all  our  sorrows  bore  : 
Sing  loud  for  evermore — ■ 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb." 

2  They  who  surround  the  throne 
Cheerfully  join  in  one, 

Praising  his  name; 
We  who  have  felt  his  blood 
Sealing  our  peace  with  God, 
Sound  through  the  earth  abroad — 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb." 

3  Join,  all  ye  ransomed  race, 
Jesus  our  Lord  to  bless; 

Praise  ye  his  name; 
In  him  we  will  rejoice, 
Making  a  joyful  noise, 
Shouting  with  heart  and  voice — 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb." 

4  Soon  must  we  change  our  place, 
Yet  will  we  never  cease 


1 6  WORSHIP. 

Praising  his  name : 
Still  will  we  tribute  bring", 
Hail  him  our  gracious  King, 
And  through  all  ages  sing — 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb." 

1  0  The  Song  of  the  Redeemed.  S 

1  A  WAKE  and  sing  the  song 
-^*-  Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb  ; 
Wake  every  heart  and  every  tongue, 

To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Sing  of  his  dying  love  ; 

Sing  of  his  rising  power : 
Sing  how  he  intercedes  above, 
For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 

3  Sing  till  we  feel  the  heart 

Ascending  with  the  tongue; 

Sing  till  the  love  of  sin  depart, 

And  grace  inspire  the  song. 

4  Sing  on  your  heavenly  way, 

Ye  ransomed  sinners,  sing ; 
Sing  on,  rejoicing  every  day 
In  Christ,  th'  eternal  King. 

5  Soon  shall  we  hear  him  say— 

"Ye  blessed  children,  come;" 
Soon  will  he  call  us  hence  away, 
And  take  his  wanderers  home. 

6  Soon  shall  our  raptured  tongue 

His  endless  praise  proclaim ; 
And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 


TRAISE.  17,   18 

1  /  Exhortation  to  Praise.  S.  ML 

1  QTAND  up  and  bless  the  Lord, 
^  Ye  people  of  his  choice ; 

Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God, 
With  heart  and  soul  and  voice. 

2  Oh  for  the  living  flame 

From  his  own  altar  brought, 
To  touch  our  lips,  our  souls  inspire, 
And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought. 

3  God  is  our  strength  and  song, 

And  his  salvation  ours; 
Then  be  his  love  in  Christ  proclaimed 
With  all  our  ransomed  powers. 

4  Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord, 

The  Lord  your  God  adore; 
Stand  up  and  bless  his  glorious  name, 
Henceforth,  for  evermore. 

1  O  Praise  to  the  Saviour.  5.  6. 

1  \TE  servants  of  God, 

-*-     Your  Master  proclaim, 
And  publish  abroad 

His  wonderful  name; 
The  name  all  victorious 

Of  Jesus  extol ; 
His  kingdom  is  glorious, 

And  rules  over  all. 

2  God  ruleth  on  high, 

Almighty  to  save ; 


19  WORSHIP. 

And  still  ho  is  nigh, 

His  presence  we  have ; 
The  great  congregation 

His  triumph  shall  sing, 
Ascribing  salvation 

To  Jesus  our  king. 

3  Salvation  to  God 

Who  sits  on  the  throne ; 
Let  all  cry  aloud 

And  honor  the  Son ; 
Immanuel's  praises, 

The  angels  proclaim  ; 
Fall  down  on  their  faces 

And  worship  the  Lamb. 

4  Then  let  us  adore, 

And  give  him  his  right — 
All  glory  and  power, 

And  wisdom  and  might ; 
All  honor  and  blessing, 

With  angels  above, 
And  thanks  never  ceasing, 

And  infinite  love. 

1  y  Thanksgiving. 

1  O  WELL  the  anthem,  raise  the  song, 
^  Praises  to  our  God  belong; 
Saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 
Praises  to  the  heavenly  King. 

2  Blessings  from  his  liberal  hand 
Flow  around  this  happy  land; 


PRIVATE.  20 

Guarded  by  his  watchful  eye, 
Peace  and  freedom  we  enjoy. 

3  Here,  beneath  a  virtuous  sway, 
May  we  cheerfully  obey; 
Never  feel  oppression's  rod, 
Ever  own  and  worship  God. 

4  Hark !  the  voice  of  nature  sings 
Praises  to  the  King  of  Kings; 
Let  us  join  the  choral  song, 
And  the  grateful  notes  prolong. 

m2,{j  Retirement.  C.  If. 

1  T7AR  from  the  world,  O  Lord,  I  flee, 
J-     From  strife  and  tumult  far ; 
From  scenes  where  Satan  wages  still 

His  most  successful  war. 

2  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade 

With  prayer  and  praise  agree; 
And  seem  by  thy  sweet  bounty  made 
For  those  who  follow  thee. 

3  There,  if  thy  Spirit  touch  the  soul, 

And  grace  her  mean  abode, 
Oh,  with  what  peace,  and  joy,  and  love 
She  communes  with  her  God  ! 

4  There,  like  the  nightingale,  she  pours 

Her  solitary  lays; 
Nor  asks  a  witness  of  her  song, 
Nor  thirsts  for  human  praise. 

5  Author  and  guardian  of  my  life, 

Sweet  source  of  light  divine  ! 


2 1  WORSHIP. 

And — all  harmonious  names  in  one — 
My  Saviour,  thou  art  mine. 

6  What  thanks  I  owe  thee,  and  what  love ! 
A  boundless,  endless  store 
Shall  echo  through  the  realms  above, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 


21 


Closet  Hymn. 


1  T>  ETIRE — all  meaner  things,  retire, 
•*■*'  And  leave  me  to  my  soul's  desire; 
To  meet  her  God,  where,  all  subdued, 
The  cares  of  earth  no  more  intrude. 

2  I'm  now  alone,  O  Lord,  with  thee, 
But  thou  art  more  than  worlds  to  me; 
And  were  surrounding  worlds  my  own, 
Without  thee,  I  were  poor  and  lone. 

3  Do  troubles  from  the  world  increase? 
In  thee  I  find  the  promised  peace ; 
Nor  could  my  soul  sustain  the  wo 
Of  earth  my  friend,  and  God  my  foe. 

4  With  thee  my  shield,  my  portion  here, 
What  can  I  lack — what  need  I  fear  1 
And  if  thou  call  me  hence,  I  know 
'Tis  to  my  Rock  of  trust  I  go. 

5  Oh  hold  me,  Father,  Friend  and  Guide, 
Nor  let  my  feet  be  drawn  aside, 

In  bright  or  shadowy  wilds  to  roam, 
From  keeping  life's  straight  pathway  home. 


PRIVATE.  22,  23 

m£*Z/  Retirement  and  Meditation.  L.  M. 

1  "OETURN,  my  roving  heart,  return, 
-*-*'  And  chase  these  shadowy  forms  no 
Seek  out  some  solitude  to  mourn,     [more  : 

And  thy  forsaken  God  implore. 

2  O  thou  great  God,  whose  piercing  eye 

Distinctly  marks  each  deep  recess, 
In  these  sequestered  hours  draw  nigh, 
And  with  thy  presence  fill  the  place. 

3  Through  all  the  windings  of  my  heart, 

My  search  let  heavenly  wisdom  guide ; 
And  still  its  radiant  beams  impart, 
Till  all  be  cleansed  and  purified. 

4  Then,  with  the  visits  of  thy  love, 

Vouchsafe  my  inmost  soul  to  cheer; 
Till  every  grace  shall  join  to  prove 
That  God  has  fixed  his  dwelling  there. 

jL*J  Prayer  for  tlie  Divine  Presence.  L.  M. 

1  T^AR  from  my  thoughts  vain  world  be- 
-*-  Let  my  religious  hours  alone;  [gone; 
Fain  would  my  eyes  my  Saviour  see ; 

I  wait  a  visit,  Lord,  from  thee. 

2  Oh  warm  my  heart  with  holy  fire, 
And  kindle  there  a  pure  desire : 
Come,  blessed  Jesus,  from  above, 
And  fill  my  soul  with  heavenly  love. 

3  Hail,  great  Immanuel,  all  divine! 
In  thee  the  Father's  glories  shine ; 

c 


24  WORSHIP. 

Thy  grace  the  rebel  heart  can  move — 
Redeeming  grace  and  dying  love. 


24 


Delight  in  God.  C.  M. 


1  TX7HILE  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power, 

™  ™    Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled  ; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  filled. 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed; 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar; 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed ; 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  most  dear, 
Because  conferred  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favored  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill; 
Resigned,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear; 
That  heart  will  rest  on  thee. 


PRIVATE.  25,  2G 

ZD  The  Throne  of  Grace.  H.  M. 

1  f\  THOU  that  hearest  prayer, 

^-'   And  teachest  how  to  pray, 
My  groveling  heart  prepare 

To  wing  its  heavenward  way; 
High  as  thy  mercy-scat  to  rise, 
And  there  pour  out  its  earnest  cries. 

2  Too  oft:,  when  faith  is  weak, 

I  fear  my  prayers  are  vain  ; 
The  blessings  which  I  seek 

I  scarcely  hope  to  gain ; 
My  wants  appear  to  mount  too  high ; 
My  hopes,  o'erborne  with  sorrow,  die. 

3  Lord  give  me  faith  and  light, 

Humility  and  love; 
And  from  my  feeble  sight 

The  darkening  film  remove  ; 
Kindle  devotion's  languid  flame, 
And  bid  me  come  in  Jesus'  name. 

26 

1  TITIIEN,   streaming   from   the  eastern 

*  ^  skies, 

The  morning  light  salutes  my  eyes, 
O  Sun  of  Righteousness  divine, 
On  me,  with  beams  of  mercy,  shine; 
Chase  the  dark  clouds  of  guilt  away, 
And  turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

2  When  each  day's  scenes  and  labors  close, 
And  wearied  nature  seeks  repose, 


Morning  and  Evening.  L.  M.     61. 


27  WORSHIP. 

With  pardoning  mercy  richly  blessed, 
Guard  me,  my  Saviour,  while  I  rest; 
And,  as  each  morning1  sun  shall  rise, 
Oh  lead  me  onward  to  the  skies. 

3  And  at  my  life's  last  setting  sun, 
My  conflicts  o'er,  my  labors  done, 
Jesus,  thy  heavenly  radiance  shed, 
To  cheer  and  bless  my  dying  bed ; 
And  from  death's  gloom  my  spirit  raise, 
To  see  thy  face,  and  sing  thy  praise. 

£  I  Morning  Thanksgiving.  8.  8.  6. 

1  J^jNCE  more  my  eyes  behold  the  day, 
^And  to  my  God  my  soul  would  pay 

Its  tributary  lays; 
Oh  may  the  life  preserved  by  thee, 
With  all  its  powers  and  blessings,  be 

Devoted  to  thy  praise. 

2  How  many,  since  I  laid  me  down, 
Have  launched  into  a  world  unknown, 

To  meet  a  dreadful  doom  ! 
But  I  am  spared  to  seek  thy  face, 
To  hear  the  message  of  thy  grace, 

And  to  my  Saviour  come. 

3  Still  be  thou  near,  my  gracious  Lord, 
To  guide  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  lead  me  in  thy  way; 
And  when  my  days  on  earth  are  past, 
Oh  let  me  wake  with  thee  at  last, 

In  an  eternal  day. 


PRIVATE.  28,  20 

^O  -1  Hymn  for  Morning  or  Evening.        C.  M. 

1  C\N  thee,  each  morning-,  O  my  God, 
^-'  My  waking  thoughts  attend; 

In  thee  are  founded  all  my  hopes, 
In  thee  my  wishes  end. 

2  My  soul,  in  pleasing  wonder  lost, 

Thy  boundless  love  surveys; 
And,  fired  with  grateful  zeal,  prepares 
The  sacrifice  of  praise. 

3  When  evening  slumbers  press  my  eyes, 

With  thy  protection  bless'd, 
In  peace  and  safety  I  commit 
My  weary  limbs  to  rest. 

4  My  spirit,  in  thy  hands  secure, 

Fears  no  approaching  ill ; 
For  whether  waking,  or  asleep, 
Thou,  Lord,  art  with  me  still. 

jL*J  Morning  Praise.  C.  M. 

1  T  ORD  of  my  life,  oh  may  thy  praise 
-^  Employ  my  noblest  powers, 
Whose  goodness  lengthens  out  my  days, 

And  fills  the  circling  hours. 

2  Preserved  by  thy  almighty  arm, 

I  passed  the  shades  of  night, 
Secure  and  safe  from  every  harm, 
And  see  returning  light. 

3  While  many  spent  the  night  in  sighs, 

And  restless  pains  and  woes, 


30  WORSHIP. 

In  gentle  sleep  I  closed  my  eyes, 
And  undisturbed  repose. 
4  When  sleep  death's  image  o'er  me  spread, 
And  I  unconscious  lay, 
Thy  watchful  care  was  round  my  bed, 
To  guard  my  feeble  clay. 
"  Oh  let  the  same  almighty  care 
My  waking  hours  attend  ; 
From  every  danger,  every  snare 
My  heedless  steps  defend. 
6  Smile  on  my  minutes  as  they  roll, 
And  guide  my  future  days; 
And  let  thy  goodness  fill  my  soul 
With  gratitude  and  praise. 

30  The  Same.  C.  M. 

1  /""fcNCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 
^  Salutes  thy  waking  eyes; 

Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  him  that  rules  the  skies. 

2  'Tis  he  supports  my  mortal  frame ; 

My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise; 
My  sins  would  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame, 
And  yet  his  wrath  delays. 

3  On  a  poor  worm  thy  power  might  tread, 

And  I  could  ne'er  withstand  ; 
Thy  justice  might  have  crushed  me  dead, 
But  mercy  held  thy  hand. 

4  How  many  wretched  souls  are  fled 

Since  the  last  setting  sun ! 


PRIVATE.  3 1 

And  yet  thou  lengthenest  out  my  thread, 
And  yet  my  moments  run. 

5  Grent  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 
While  I  enjoy  the  light ; 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  pleasant  night. 

«T)  1  An  Evening  Song.  C.  M. 

1  THREAD  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song 
-*-^  Like  holy  incense  rise: 

Assist  the  offerings  of  my  tongue 
To  reach  the  lofty  skies. 

2  Perpetual  blessings  from  above 

Encompass  me  around; 
But  oh,  how  few  returns  of  love 
Hath  my  Creator  found  ! 

3  What  have  I  done  for  him  who  died 

To  save  my  wretched  soul? 
How  are  my  follies  multiplied, 
Fast  as  the  minutes  roll ! 

4  Lord,  with  this  guilty  heart  of  mine, 

To  thy  dear  cross  I  flee ; 
And  to  thy  grace  my  soul  resign, 
To  be  renewed  by  thee. 

5  Sprinkled  afresh  with  pardoning  blood, 

I  lay  me  down  to  rest, 
As  in  the  embraces  of  my  God, 
Or  on  my  Saviour's  breast. 


32,  33  worship. 

0°/d>  Divine  Protection,  8s. 

1  TNSPIRER  and  hearer  of  prayer, 
J-  Protector  and  Saviour  divine — 
My  all  to  thy  covenant  care 

I  sleeping-  or  waking  resign. 

2  If  thou  art  my  shield  and  my  sun, 

The  night  is  no  darkness  to  me  ; 
And  fast  as  my  moments  roll  on, 
They  bring  me  but  nearer  to  thee. 

3  Thy  minist'ring  spirits  descend, 

To  watch  while  thy  saints  are  asleep: 
By  day  and  by  night  they  attend, 
The  heirs  of  salvation  to  keep. 

4  Their  worship  no  interval  knows; 

Their  fervor  is  still  on  the  wing; 
And  while  they  protect  my  repose, 
They  chant  to  the  praise  of  my  King. 

5  I  too,  at  the  season  ordained, 

Their  chorus  for  ever  shall  join  ; 
And  love  and  adore  without  end, 
Their  faithful  Creator  and  mine. 

tJtJ  Evening  Tlianksgiving.  L.  M. 

1  /?JREAT  God,  to  thee  my  evening  song 
^-*    With  humble  gratitude  I  raise; 

Oh  let  thy  mercy  tune  my  tongue, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  lively  praise. 

2  My  days  unclouded,  as  they  pass, 

And  every  gently  rolling  hour 


34 


Arc  monuments  of  wondrous  grace, 
And  witness  to  thy  love  and  power. 

3  Seal  my  forgiveness  in  the  blood 

Of  Jesus;  his  dear  name  alone 
I  plead  for  pardon,  gracious  God, 
And  kind  acceptance  at  thy  throne. 

4  Let  this  bless'd  hope  my  eyelids  close; 

With  sleep  refresh  my  feeble  frame; 
Safe  in  thy  care  may  I  repose, 
And  wake  with  praises  to  thy  name. 

0~±  "  Tlie  Night  Cometh."  ' 

1  AS  the  twilight  shadows  fall, 
-E*-  Let  us,  in  the  closing  day, 
Mark  the  solemn  hour,  when  all 

Earthly  things  shall  fade  away. 

2  In  the  grave  to  which  we  haste, 

No  repentance  can  be  found  ; 
Shall  we  then  our  moments  waste, 
While  we  stand  on  trial-ground? 

3  Ere  the  coming  of  that  night, 

(When  its  coming  who  shall  say  1) 
Let  us  do  with  all  our  might, 

Strive  and  labor,  watch  and  pray. 

4  Lord!  do  thou  thy  grace  impart; 

Penitence  and  faith  bestow; 
Come  and  sanctify  each  heart, 
Let  us  thy  salvation  know. 

5  That,  when  waning  years  have  fled, 

And  these  scenes  have  passed  away, 


35,  36  worship. 

Rising*  with  the  summoned  dead, 
We  may  wake  to  endless  day. 

DO  Close  of  the  Day.  7s. 

1  QOFTLY  now  the  light  of  day 
*-*  Fades  upon  my  sight  away; 
Free  from  care,  from  labor  free, 
Lord,  I  would  commune  with  thee. 

2  Soon  for  me,  the  light  of  day 
Shall  for  ever  pass  away; 
Then,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Take  me,  Lord,  to  dwell  with  thee. 

OU  Retiring  to  Rest.  S.  M. 

1  '"PHE  day  is  past  and  gone, 

■*-    The  evening  shades  appear; 
Oh  may  I  ever  keep  in  mind, 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  I  lay  my  garments  by, 

Upon  my  bed  to  rest ; 
So  death  will  soon  remove  me  hence, 
And  leave  my  soul  undressed. 

3  Lord,  keep  me  safe  this  night, 

Secure  from  all  my  fears; 
May  angels  guard  me  while  I  sleep, 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  when  I  early  rise. 

To  view  th'  unwearied  sun, 
May  I  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run. 


37,38 


5  That,  when  my  days  are  past, 
And  I  from  time  remove, 
Lord,  I  may  in  thy  bosom  rest, 
The  bosom  of  thy  love. 

O  •  Retiring  to  Rest. 


1 


TXTERVAL  of  grateful  shade, 
■*-  Welcome  to  my  wearied  head : 
Welcome  slumber  to  my  eyes, 
Tired  with  glaring  vanities. 

Lord,  thine  eye,  which  cannot  sleep, 
These  defenceless  hours  shall  keep: 
Bless'd  vicissitude  to  me, 
Day  and  night  I'm  still  with  thee. 

What  though  downy  slumbers  flee, 
Strangers  to  my  couch  and  me? 
My  Redeemer  will  impart 
Secret  comfort  to  my  heart. 
What  if  death  my  sleep  invade, 
Should  I  be  of  death  afraid  ? 
While  encircled  by  thine  arm, 
Death  may  strike,  but  cannot  harm. 
With  thy  heavenly  presence  bless'd, 
Death  is  life,  and  labor  rest: 
Welcome  sleep  or  death  to  me, 
Still  secure,  if  still  with  thee. 


Evening  Worship.  C.  M. 


38 

1  r\  LORD,  another  day  is  flown, 
"  And  we,  a  little  band, 


39  WORSHIP. 

Are  met  once  more  before  thy  throne, 
To  bless  thy  fostering  hand. 

2  And,  Jesus,  thou  thy  smiles  wilt  deign, 

As  we  before  thee  pray ; 
For  thou  didst  bless  the  infant  train, 
And  we  are  less  than  they. 

3  Thy  heavenly  grace  to  each  impart; 

All  evil  far  remove; 
And  shed  abroad  in  every  heart 
Thy  everlasting  love. 

4  Oh  still  restore  our  wandering  feet, 

And  still  direct  our  way  ; 
Till  worlds  shall  fail,  and  faith  shall  greet 
The  dawn  of  endless  day. 

Ot7  Family  Worship,  L.  M. 

1  "pATHER  of  all,  thy  care  we  bless, 

■*■    Which  crowns  our  families  with  peace; 
From  thee  they  spring,  and  by  thy  hand 
They  have  been,  and  are  still  sustained. 

2  To  God,  most  worthy  to  be  praised, 
Be  our  domestic  altars  raised  ; 

Who,  Lord  of  heaven,  scorns  not  to  dwell 
With  saints,  in  their  obscurest  cell. 

3  To  thee  may  each  united  house, 
Morning  and  night  present  its  vows; 
Our  servants  there,  and  rising  race, 
Be  taught  thy  precepts  and  thy  grace. 

4  Oh  may  each  future  age  proclaim 
The  honors  of  thy  glorious  name ; 


DISMISSION.  40,  41 

While,  pleased  and  thankful,  we  remove 
To  join  the  family  above. 

40  Delight  in  God.  C.  M. 

1  T  ORD,  with  our  household  deign  to  stay, 
-*-^  And  bid  our  hearts  rejoice  ; 

Our  willing  hearts  shall  own  thy  sway, 
And  echo  to  thy  voice. 

2  With  thee  conversing,  we  forget 

All  time  and  toil  and  fear ; 

Labor  is  rest,  and  pain  is  sweet, 

If  thou,  our  God,  art  here. 

3  Thou  callest  us  to  seek  thy  face — 

Thy  face  with  joy  we  seek ; 
Wait  for  the  whispers  of  thy  grace, 
And  hear  what  thou  dost  speak. 

4  Thus  would  we  every  hour  employ, 

Till  we  thy  glory  see; 
Till  we  partake  our  Master's  joy, 
And  find  our  heaven  in  thee. 

4r  1  Dismission.  8.  7.  4. 

1  T  ORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 
-^  Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace; 
Let  us,  each  thy  love  possessing, 

Triumph  in  redeeming  grace: 

Oh  refresh  us, 
Travelling  through  this  wilderness, 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 

For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound ; 


42,  43  worship. 

May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound; 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

3  So,  whene'er  the  signal's  given, 
Us  from  earth  to  call  away, 
Borne  on  angel's  wings  to  heaven, 
Glad  the  summons  to  obey — 

May  we  ready, 
Rise  and  reign  in  endless  day. 

4/0  The  Same.  L.  M. 

1  TTjISMISS  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord ; 
-*-*'  Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word ; 
All  that  has  been  amiss  forgive, 

And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

2  Though  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good ; 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood ; 
Give  every  burdened  soul  release, 
And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 

^±0  Parting  Hymn,  L.  M. 

1  1YTOW,  Christian  brethren,  ere  we  part, 
-*- *    Join  every  voice  and  every  heart, 
One  solemn  hymn  to  God  we  raise, 
One  closing  song  of  grateful  praise. 

2  Christians,  we  here  may  meet  no  more, 
But  there  is  yet  a  happier  shore; 

And  there,  released  from  toil  and  pain, 
Dear  brethren,  we  shall  meet  again. 


DISMISSION.  44,  45 

44  The  Same.  7s. 

1  170R  a  season  called  to  part, 

-*-     Let  us  now  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 

2  Jesus,  hear  our  humble  prayer  : 

Tender  shepherd  of  thy  sheep, 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

3  In  thy  strength  may  we  be  strong; 

Sweeten  every  cross  and  pain ; 
Spare  us,  that  we  may,  ere  long, 
Meet  and  worship  thee  again. 

4  Then,  if  thou  thy  help  afford, 

Songs  of  gladness  will  we  raise; 
And  our  souls  shall  bless  the  Lord, 
And  speak  forth  his  glorious  praise. 

4:0  The  Same.  C.  M. 

1  T)LESS'D  be  the  dear,  uniting  love, 
-*-*  That  will  not  let  us  part; 

Our  bodies  may  far  off  remove — 
We  still  are  one  in  heart. 

2  Joined  in  one  Spirit  to  our  Head, 

Where  he  appoints,  we  go ; 
And  still  in  Jesus'  footsteps  tread, 
And  show  his  praise  below. 

3  Partakers  of  the  Saviour's  grace, 

The  same  in  mind  and  heart — 


46 


WORSHIP. 


Nor  joy,  nor  grief,  nor  time,  nor  place, 
Nor  life,  nor  death  can  part. 
4  But  let  us  hasten  to  the  day, 

Which  shall  our  flesh  restore ; 

When  death  shall  all  be  done  away, 
And  we  shall  part  no  more. 

4  b  The  Same.  6. 

1  TT7HEN  shall  we  meet  again — 

*  *     Meet  ne'er  to  sever] 
When  will  peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Round  us  for  ever? 
Our  hearts  will  ne'er  repose, 
Safe  from  each  blast  that  blows, 
In  this  dark  vale  of  woes — 

Never — no,  never ! 

2  When  will  love  freely  flow, 

Pure  as  life's  river'? 
When  will  sweet  friendship  glow, 

Changeless  for  ever'? 
Where  joys  celestial  thrill, 
Where  bliss  each  heart  shall  fill, 
And  fears  of  parting  chill 

Never — no,  never! 

3  Up  to  that  world  of  light 

Take  us,  dear  Saviour; 
May  we  all  there  unite, 

Happy  for  ever : 
Where  kindred  spirits  dwell, 
There  may  our  music  swell, 
And  time  our  joys  dispel 

Never — no,  never. 


DISMISSION.  47 

Soon  shall  we  meet  again — 

Meet  ne'er  to  sever; 
Soon  will  peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Round  us  for  ever. 
Our  hearts  will  then  repose 
Secure  from  worldly  woes; 
Our  songs  of  praise  shall  close 

Never — no,  never. 

4r  I  Christian  Love  and  Fellowship.  S.  M. 

TDLESS'D  be  the  tie  that  binds 
■*-*  Our  hearts  in  Christian  love; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne, 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one — 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

We  share  our  mutual  woes, 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 

The  sympathizing-  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 
It  gives  us  inward  pain; 
But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way; 
While  each  in  expectation  lives, 

And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

D 


48,  49  THE  SCRIPTURES. 

6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 
And  sin  we  shall  be  free; 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 


48 


THE  SCRIPTURES. 

Consolations  of  the  Bible. 


1  ^EE  sacred  waters  springing-; 
^  From  Zion's  fount  they  flow: 
Come  then,  your  sonows  bringing, 

And  lose  your  every  wo, 

2  Drink  for  the  soul  that's  thirsting, 

Comfort  for  those  who  fear, 
Balm  for  the  heart  when  bursting, 
May  all  be  gathered  here. 

3  What  added  boon  is  wanting? 

Thy  blessing,  Lord,  must  give 
The  gift  of  faith,  by  granting 
To  read,  believe,  and  live. 

4  *)  The  Bible  Precious.— Vs.  cxix.  105.         C 

1  TTOW  precious  is  the  book  divine, 
-*--*■   By  inspiration  given  ! 

Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine, 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears ; 


THE  SCRIPTURES.  50,  51 

Life,  light,  and  heavenly  joy  imparls, 

And  quells  our  rising  fears. 
3  This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 

Of  an  eternal  day. 

OU  Excellence  of  the  Scriptures.  C.  M. 

1  T^ATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 
-^    What  endless  glory  shines! 
For  ever  be  thy  name  adored, 

For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around; 
And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

3  Oh  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

My  ever  dear  delight ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light. 

4  Divine  instructor,  gracious  Lord, 

Be  thou  for  ever  near ; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 

0  1  The  Same.  C.  M. 

1  T  ADEN  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears, 
-^  I  fly  to  thee,  my  Lord ; 

And  not  a  glimpse  of  hope  appears, 
But  in  thy  written  word. 


52  THE  SCRIPTURES. 

2  The  volume  of  my  Father's  grace 

Does  all  my  grief  assuage ; 
Here  I  behold  my  Saviour's  face, 
Almost  in  every  page. 

3  This  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 

The  pearl  of  price  unknown; 
That  merchant  is  divinely  wise, 
Who  makes  the  pearl  his  own. 

4  Here  consecrated  water  flows 

To  quench  my  thirst  of  sin ; 
Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
Nor  danger  dwells  therein. 

5  Oh  may  thy  counsels,  mighty  God, 

My  roving  feet  command  ; 
Nor  I  forsake  the  happy  road 
That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 


52 


The  Glory  of  the  Word. 


1  T^HE  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word, 
■*■    And  brings  the  truth  to  sight; 

Precepts  and  promises  afford 
A  sanctifying  light. 

2  A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 

Majestic  like  the  sun; 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age, 
It  gives — but  borrows  none. 

3  The  hand  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat; 
His  truths  upon  the  nations  rise, 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 


SOVEREIGNTY. 


Let  everlasting-  thanks  be  thine, 
For  sucli  a  bright  display, 

As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine, 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 


53 


GOD. 

Divine  Sovereignty.  C.  M. 

1  T7~EEP  silence,  all  created  things, 
-*■*•  And  wait  your  Maker's  nod; 

My  soul  stands  trembling,  while  she  sings 
The  honors  of  her  God. 

2  Life,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown 

Hang  on  his  firm  decree; 
He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne, 
Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 

3  Chained  to  his  throne,  a  volume  lies, 

With  all  the  fates  of  men, 
With  every  angel's  form  and  size, 
Drawn  by  th'  eternal  pen. 

4  His  providence  unfolds  the  book, 

And  makes  his  counsels  shine; 
Each  opening  leaf,  and  every  stroke 
Fulfils  some  deep  design. 

5  Not  Gabriel  asks  the  reason  why ; 

Nor  God  the  reason  gives; 

Nor  dares  the  favorite  angel  pry 

Between  the  folded  leaves. 


54  GOD. 

6  My  God,  I  would  not  long  to  see 

My  fate,  with  curious  eyes, 
What  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me, 
Or  what  bright  scenes  may  rise. 

7  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace, 

Oh  may  I  find  my  name 
Recorded  in  some  humble  place, 
Beneath  my  Lord,  the  Lamb. 

04  The  Same.  CM. 

1  npHY  way,  O  God,  is  in  the  sea, 
•*■    Thy  paths  I  cannot  trace ; 

Nor  comprehend  the  mystery 
Of  thy  unbounded  grace. 

2  Here  the  dark  vails  of  flesh  and  sense 

My  captive  soul  surround  ; 
Mysterious  deeps  of  Providence 
My  wondering  thoughts  confound. 

3  As  through  a  glass,  I  dimly  see 

The  wonders  of  thy  love  : 
How  little  do  I  know  of  thee, 
Or  of  the  joys  above  ! 

4  Though  but  in  part  I  know  thy  will, 

I  bless  thee  for  the  sight : 
When  will  thy  love  the  rest  reveal, 
In  glory's  clearer  light"? 

5  With  rapture  shall  I  then  survey 

Thy  providence  and  grace; 
And  spend  an  everlasting  day 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 


i'K()Vii)i;.N<  i:.  55,  56 

00  The  Divine  Purposes.  C.  M. 

1  /^OD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 
^~*    His  wonders  to  perform; 

He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing-  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take; 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace  ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 
G  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 
And  scan  his  work  in  vain; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 


Thanks  for  Preserving  Goodness.         C.  M. 


56 

1  WHEN  a11  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 
**^    My  rising  soul  surveys, 


57  GOD. 

Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
Tn  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

2  Unnumbered  comforts  on  my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestowed, 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceived 
From  whom  those  comforts  flowed. 

3  When  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
Thy  arm,  unseen,  conveyed  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

4  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ  ; 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart, 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

5  Through  every  period  of  my  life, 

Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue  ; 
And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

6  Through  all  eternity,  to  thee 

A  joyful  song  I'll  raise: 

But  oh  !  eternity's  too  short 

To  utter  all  thy  praise. 

0  7  The  Servants  of  God  Safe.  C.  M. 

1  TTOW  are  thy  servants  blessed,  O  Lord, 
■*-*■  How  sure  is  their  defence! 
Eternal  wisdom  is  their  guide, 

Their  help,  Omnipotence. 

2  In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care, 


PROVIDENCE.  58 

Through  burning  climes  thoy  pass  unhurt, 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

3  When  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne, 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 
They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  save. 

4  The  storm  is  laid — the  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  thy  will : 
The  sea,  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

5  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  deaths, 

Thy  goodness  we'll  adore; 
We'll  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past; 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

6  Our  life,  while  thou  preserv'st  that  life, 

Thy  sacrifice  shall  be  ; 
And  death,  when  death  shall  be  our  lot, 
Shall  join  our  souls  to  thee. 

*yO  Providence  and  Grace.  C.  M. 

1  A  LMIGHTY  Father,  gracious  Lord, 
-^-  Kind  Guardian  of  my  days, 

Thy  mercies  let  my  heart  record 
In  songs  of  grateful  praise. 

2  In  life's  first  dawn,  my  tender  frame 

Was  thy  indulgent  care; 
Long  eie  I  could  pronounce  thy  name, 
Or  breathe  the  infant  prayer. 

3  Each  rolling  year  new  favors  brought 

From  thy  exhaustless  store  ; 


59  GOD. 

But  ah !  in  vain  my  laboring  thought 
Would  count  thy  mercies  o'er. 

4  While  sweet  reflection,  through  my  days 

Thy  bounteous  hand  would  trace, 
Still  dearer  blessings  claim  my  praise, 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace. 

5  Yes,  I  adore  thee,  gracious  Lord, 

For  favors  more  divine  ; 
That  I  have  known  thy  sacred  word, 
Where  all  thy  glories  shine. 

6  Lord,  when  this  mortal  frame  decays, 

And  every  weakness  dies, 
Complete  the  wonders  of  thy  grace, 
And  raise  me  to  the  skies. 

7  Then  shall  my  joyful  powers  unite 

In  more  exalted  lays  ; 
And  join  the  happy  sons  of  light 
In  everlasting  praise. 

0«7  Trust  in  God.  S.  M 

1  Q  THOU,  my  life,  my  joy, 
*^  My  glory,  and  my  all — 
Unsent  by  thee,  no  good  can  come, 

No  evil  can  befall. 

2  Such  are  thy  wondrous  works, 

And  methods  of  thy  grace, 

That  I  may  safely  trust  in  thee, 

Through  all  this  wilderness. 

3  'Tis  thy  all-powerful  arm 

Upholds  me  in  the  way ; 


PROVIDENCE.  CO 

And  thy  rich  bounty  well  supplies 

The  wants  of  every  day. 
4  For  such  compassions,  Lord, 

Ten  thousand  thanks  are  due ; 
For  such  compassions,  I  esteem 

Ten  thousand  thanks  too  few. 

OU  The  Divine  Protection.  8.7. 

1  /^ALL  Jehovah  thy  salvation, 

^  Rest  beneath  th'  Almighty's  shade; 
In  his  secret  habitation, 

Dwell,  and  never  be  dismayed: 
There  no  tumult  can  alarm  thee, 

Thou  shalt  dread  no  hidden  snare; 
Guile  nor  violence  can  harm  thee, 

In  eternal  safeguard  there. 

2  From  the  sword  at  noonday  wasting-, 

From  the  noisome  pestilence, 
In  the  depth  of  midnight  blasting, — 

God  shall  be  thy  sure  defence : 
Fear  not  thou  the  deadly  quiver, 

When  a  thousand  feel  the  blow ; 
Mercy  shall  thy  soul  deliver, 

Though  ten  thousand  be  laid  low. 

3  Since,  with  pure  and  firm  affection, 

Thou  on  God  hast  set  thy  love  ; 
With  the  wings  of  his  protection 

He  will  shield  thee  from  above ; 
Thou  shalt  call  on  him  in  trouble, 

He  will  hearken,  he  will  save  ; 
Here  for  grief  reward  thee  double, 

Crown  with  life  beyond  the  grave. 


59  GOD. 

But  ah  !  in  vain  my  laboring  thought 
Would  count  thy  mercies  o'er. 

4  While  sweet  reflection,  through  my  days 

Thy  bounteous  hand  would  trace, 
Still  dearer  blessings  claim  my  praise, 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace. 

5  Yes,  I  adore  thee,  gracious  Lord, 

For  favors  more  divine  ; 
That  I  have  known  thy  sacred  word, 
Where  all  thy  glories  shine. 

6  Lord,  when  this  mortal  frame  decays, 

And  every  weakness  dies, 
Complete  the  wonders  of  thy  grace, 
And  raise  me  to  the  skies. 

7  Then  shall  my  joyful  powers  unite 

In  more  exalted  lays  ; 
And  join  the  happy  sons  of  light 
In  everlasting  praise. 

59  Trust  in  God.  S.  M. 

1  Q  THOU,  my  life,  my  joy, 
^  My  glory,  and  my  all — 
Unsent  by  thee,  no  good  can  come, 

No  evil  can  befall. 

2  Such  are  thy  wondrous  works, 

And  methods  of  thy  grace, 

That  I  may  safely  trust  in  thee, 

Through  all  this  wilderness. 

3  'Tis  thy  all-powerful  arm 

Upholds  me  in  the  way ; 


PROVIDENCE.  GO 

And  thy  rich  bounty  well  supplies 

The  wants  of  every  day. 
4  For  such  compassions,  Lord, 

Ten  thousand  thanks  are  due  ; 
For  such  compassions,  I  esteem 

Ten  thousand  thanks  too  few. 

0(J  The  Divine  Protection.  8.7. 

1  r^ALL  Jehovah  thy  salvation, 

^  Rest  beneath  th'  Almighty's  shade; 
In  his  secret  habitation, 

Dwell,  and  never  be  dismayed : 
There  no  tumult  can  alarm  thee, 

Thou  shalt  dread  no  hidden  snare; 
Guile  nor  violence  can  harm  thee, 

In  eternal  safeguard  there. 

2  From  the  sword  at  noonday  wasting", 

From  the  noisome  pestilence, 
In  the  depth  of  midnight  blasting, — 

God  shall  be  thy  sure  defence: 
Fear  not  thou  the  deadly  quiver, 

When  a  thousand  feel  the  blow ; 
Mercy  shall  thy  soul  deliver, 

Though  ten  thousand  be  laid  low. 

3  Since,  with  pure  and  firm  affection, 

Thou  on  God  hast  set  thy  love  ; 
With  the  wings  of  his  protection 

He  will  shield  thee  from  above ; 
Thou  shalt  call  on  him  in  trouble, 

He  will  hearken,  he  will  save ; 
Here  for  grief  reward  thee  double, 

Crown  with  life  beyond  the  grave. 


61,  62  god. 

01         "  Casting  all  your  care  upon  Him."         S.  M. 

1  T1/"HY  wilt  thou  cast  thy  care 

* "  Upon  a  feeble  arm; 
Which,  like  thy  own,  doth  shrink  to  bear 
Adversity  or  harm? 

2  Why  wilt  thou  cast  thy  care 

Upon  an  erring  heart, 
Which  hath  of  secret  ills  a  share, 
And  dreads  affliction's  dart? 

3  Why  wilt  thou  cast  thy  care 

On  any  born  of  clay  1 
Like  flowers  beneath  the  frosty  air, 
They  fade  and  pass  away. 

4  But  cast  thy  care  on  him 

Who  hath  eternal  might, 
And  will  not  scorn  the  contrite  soul 
That  trembleth  in  his  sight. 

5  Whose  glorious  throne  shall  stand 

When  every  star  is  dim  ; 
Whose  tender  mercies  have  no  bound — 
Yea,  cast  thy  care  on  him. 

0  Z)  Divine  Aid  Withdrawn.  C.  M. 

1  A   PRESENT  God  is  all  our  strength, 
■£*•  And  all  our  joy  and  hope  ; 

When  he  withdraws,  our  comforts  die, 
And  every  grace  must  droop. 

2  But  flattering  trifles  charm  our  hearts 

To  court  their  false  embrace, 


TRUST  IN  HIM.  63 

Til)  justly  this  neglected  friend 
Averts  his  angry  face. 

3  He  leaves  us,  and  we  miss  him  not, 

But  go  presumptuous  on, 
Till,  baffled,  wounded,  and  enslaved, 
We  learn  that  God  is  gone. 

4  And  what,  my  soul,  can  then  remain 

One  ray  of  light  to  give  1 
Severed  from  him,  their  better  life, 
How  can  his  children  live  ] 

5  Hence,  all  ye  painted  forms  of  joy, 

And  leave  my  heart  to  mourn  : 
I  would  devote  these  eyes  to  tears, 
Till  cheered  by  his  return. 

0<l)  Trust  in  God.  C.  M. 

1  YI^HO  knoweth  of  his  safety,  Lord — 

"  '     Who  here  in  tents  of  clay 
Doth  'bide  the  buffet  of  the  storm, 

The  footsteps  of  decay ; 
Whose  life  by  fleeting  air  is  fed, 

Whose  thread-like  nerves  do  thrill 
At  every  sympathy  with  pain, 

At  every  thought  of  ill ! 

2  Who  knoweth  of  his  safety,  Lord — 

Who  o'er  the  crumbling  verge 
Of  fearful  floods,  with  blinded  eyes, 

His  slippery  course  doth  urge ; 
Who,  dreaming  but  to  pluck  the  flowers, 

May  on  a  serpent  tread, 


Works  of  God.  C.  M. 


64,  65  god. 

And  in  the  glory  of  his  hours 
Be  numbered  with  the  dead? 

3  He  knoweth,  Lord,  whose  soul  doth  rest 

On  thy  eternal  might ; 
The  anchor  of  whose  hope  is  sure, 

Though  earth  eludes  his  sight: 
Who,  when  the  hoarded  joys  of  time 

All  like  a  vision  fly, 
Can,  from  this  falling  tent  of  clay, 

Rise  to  a  home  on  high. 

64 

1  T  ORD,  when  our  raptured  thought  sur- 
-^  Creation's  beauties  o'er,  [veys 
All  nature  joins  to  teach  thy  praise, 

And  bid  our  souls  adore. 

2  Where'er  we  turn  our  gazing  eyes, 

Thy  radiant  footsteps  shine ; 
Ten  thousand  pleasing  wonders  rise, 
And  speak  their  source  divine. 

3  On  us  thy  providence  has  shone 

With  gentle,  smiling  rays; 
Oh  may  our  lips  and  lives  make  known 
Thy  goodness  and  thy  praise. 

DO  "  Whom  have  /,"  &c— Ps.  lxxiii.  25.  7s. 

1  T  ORD  of  earth,  thy  forming  hand 
■*-'  Well  this  beauteous  frame  hath  plan- 
Yet,  amidst  this  scene  so  fair,  [ned  ; 
Should  I  cease  thy  smile  to  share, 


PRAISE.  GG 

What  were  all  its  joys  to  me  1 
Whom  have  I  on  earth,  but  thee? 

2  Lord  of  heaven,  beyond  our  sight 
Lies  a  world  of  purer  light ; 
There,  in  love's  unclouded  reign, 
Parted  hands  shall  clasp  again  ; 
While  immortal  music  rings 
From  unnumbered  seraph  strings. 

3  There,  in  bliss  and  praises  high, 
Dwells  a  glorious  company; 
Oh,  that  world  is  passing  fair, 
Yet  if  thou  wert  absent  there, 
What  were  all  its  joys  to  mel 
Whom  have  I  in  heaven,  but  thee? 

4  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven,  my  breast 
Seeks  in  thee  its  only  rest ; 

I  was  lost, — thy  accents  mild 
Homeward  lured  thy  wandering  child  ; 
I  was  blind, — thy  healing  ray 
Charmed  the  long  eclipse  away. 

5  Source  of  every  joy  I  know, 
Solace  of  my  every  wo, — 
Oh,  if  once  thy  smile  divine 
Ceased  upon  my  soul  to  shine, 
WThat  were  earth  or  heaven  to  me  1 
Whom  have  I  in  each,  but  thee ! 


66 

i  rr°( 

A  o 


Preserving  Grace.— Jude  24,  25.  S.  M. 

GOD,  the  only  wise, 

ur  Saviour  and  our  King, 


67  GOD. 

Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 

2  'Tis  his  Almighty  love, 

His  counsel  and  his  care 
Preserves  us  safe  from  sin  and  death, 
And  every  hurtful  snare. 

3  He  will  present  our  souls 

Unblemished  and  complete, 
Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 

Shall  meet  around  the  throne; 

Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 

And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer  God, 

Wisdom  with  power  belongs ; 
Immortal  crowns  of  majesty, 
And  everlasting  songs. 

0/  The  Love  of  God.  8.  6. 

1  1Y/T  Y  God,  thy  boundless  love  I  praise ; 
-*-"-  How  bright  on  high  its  glories  blaze  ! 

How  sweetly  bloom  below  ! 
It  streams  from  thy  eternal  throne ; 
Through  heaven  its  joys  for  ever  run, 

And  o'er  the  earth  they  flow. 

2  'Tis  love  that  paints  the  purple  morn, 
And  bids  the  clouds,  in  air  upborne, 

Their  genial  drops  distill ; 
In  every  vernal  beam  it  glows, 


PRAISE.  G3 

And  breathes  in  every  gale  that  blows, 
And  glides  in  every  rill. 

But  in  the  gospel  it  appears 
In  sweeter,  fairer  characters, 

And  charms  the  ravished  breast: 
There  love  immortal  leaves  the  sky, 
To  wipe  the  drooping  mourner's  eye, 

And  give  the  weary  rest. 

Then  let  the  love  that  makes  me  bless'd 
With  cheerful  praise  inspire  my  breast, 

And  ardent  gratitude ; 
And  all  my  thoughts  and  passions  tend 
To  thee,  my  Father  and  my  Friend, 

My  soul's  eternal  good. 


68 


Disobedience  and  Ingratitude.  C.  >!• 


1  TNFINITE  power,  eternal  Lord, 
•*-  How  mighty  is  thy  hand  ! 

All  nature  rose  t'  obey  thy  word, 
And  moves  at  thy  command. 

2  Fire,  air  and  earth  and  stormy  sea 

Perform  thy  sovereign  will ; 
And  every  beast  and  every  tree 
Thy  great  designs  fulfill. 

3  But  ah  !  how  wide  my  spirit  flies, 

And  wanders  from  her  God; 
My  soul  forgets  the  heavenly  prize, 
And  treads  the  downward  road. 

4  The  creatures  of  a  meaner  frame 

Pay  all  their  dues  to  thee ; 


69  GOD. 

But  they  have  never  known  thy  name, 
Nor  e'er  been  loved  like  me. 

5  Great  God,  create  my  soul  anew; 

To  thee  my  powers  I  bring; 
Make  all  the  wheels  of  nature  true, 
And  govern  every  spring. 

6  Then  shall  my  feet  no  more  depart, 

Nor  my  affections  rove ; 
Devotion  shall  be  all  my  heart, 
And  all  my  passions — love. 

U  a  God  our  Father.  C  M. 

1  r^OME,  shout  aloud  the  Father's  grace, 
^  And  sing  the  Saviour's  love  ; 
Soon  shall  you  join  the  glorious  theme, 

In  loftier  strains  above. 

2  God,  the  eternal,  mighty  God, 

To  dearer  names  descends; 
Calls  you  his  treasure  and  his  joy, 
His  children  and  his  friends. 

3  My  Father  God !  and  may  these  lips 

Pronounce  a  name  so  dear? 
Not  thus  could  heaven's  sweet  harmony 
Delight  my  list'ning  ear. 

4  Thanks  to  my  God  for  every  gift 

His  bounteous  hands  bestow; 
And  thanks  eternal  for  that  love 
Whence  all  those  comforts  flow. 

5  For  ever  let  my  grateful  heart 

His  boundless  grace  adore, 


PRAISE.  70,  71 

Which  gives  ten  thousand  blessings  now, 
And  bids  me  hope  for  more. 

/  (J  The  Same.  C.  M. 

1  SOVEREIGN  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 
^  Allow  my  humble  claim  ; 

Nor,  when  I  raise  my  guilty  head, 
Disdain  a  father's  name. 

2  My  Father — God  !  how  sweet  the  sound  ! 

How  tender — and  how  dear! 
Not  all  the  harmony  of  heaven 
Could  so  delight  the  ear. 

3  Come,  sacred  Spirit,  seal  the  name 

On  my  expanding  heart; 
And  show  that  in  Jehovah's  grace 
I  share  a  filial  part. 

4  Cheered  by  a  signal  so  divine, 

Unwavering  I  believe; 
And  Abba,  Father,  humbly  cry  ; 
Nor  can  the  sism  deceive. 


Support  from  God.—Ps.  xvi.  C.  M. 


71 

1  T  ET  heathens  to  their  idols  haste, 
-^  And  worship  wood  or  stone  ; 
But  my  delightful  lot  is  cast 

Where  the  true  God  is  known. 

2  His  hand  provides  my  constant  food, 

He  fills  my  daily  cup  ; 
Much  am  I  pleased  with  present  good, 
But  more  rejoice  in  hope. 


72  GOD. 

3  God  is  my  portion  and  my  joy  ; 

His  counsels  are  my  light ; 
He  gives  me  sweet  advice  by  day, 
And  gentle  hints  by  night. 

4  My  soul  would  all  her  thoughts  approve 

To  his  all-seeing  eye ; 
Nor  death,  nor  hell,  my  hope  shall  move, 
While  such  a  friend  is  nigh. 

/  Aj  God  the  Portion  of  the  Soul.  C.  M. 

1  TX/TY  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys, 
iVJ-  The  life  of  my  delights, 

The  glory  of  my  brightest  clays, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights, — 

2  In  darkest  shades,  if  thou  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun  ; 
Thou  art  my  soul's  bright  morning  star, 
And  thou  my  rising  sun. 

3  The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine 

With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 
While  Jesus  shows  his  love  is  mine, 
And  whispers  I  am  his ! 

4  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 

At  that  transporting  word ; 
Run  up  with  joy  the  shining  way, 
And  haste  to  meet  my  Lord. 

5  Fearless  of  hell  and  ghastly  death, 

I'd  break  through  every  foe ; 
The  wings  of  love  and  arms  of  faith 
Should  bear  me  conqueror  through 


73 


ADVENT.  73,  74 

CHRIST. 

Song  of  the  Angels.  8.  7. 

1  XT  ARK !  what  mean  those  holy  voices, 
-*--*-  Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies] 
Lo !  the  angelic  host  rejoices ; 

Heavenly  hallelujahs  rise ! 

2  Christ  is  born,  the  great  Anointed ; 

Him,  in  bursts  of  praise,  they  sing; 
He  hath  come,  of  God  appointed 
Saviour,  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King. 

3  Sinners,  learn  that  song  of  glory; 

Hail  the  heavenly  kingdom  nigh; 

Spread  abroad  the  wondrous  story — 

Shout  in  praise  to  God  most  high. 

/  4r  The  Incarnation.  7s. 

1  XT  ARK !  the  herald  angels  sing 
■*--*'  Glory  to  the  new-born  King; 
Peace  on  earth  and  mercy  mild — 
God  and  sinners  reconciled. 

2  Joyful,  all  ye  nations  rise, 
Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies; 
With  th'  angelic  host  proclaim, 
"  Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem !" 

3  Vailed  in  flesh,  the  Godhead  see, 
Hail  the  incarnate  Deity ! 
Pleased  as  man  with  men  to  dwell, 
Jesus,  our  Immanuel. 


75  CHRIST. 

4  Mild,  he  lays  his  glory  by, 
Born  that  man  no  more  may  die  ; 
Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth, 
Born  to  give  them  second  birth. 

5  Sing  we  then — with  angels  sing 
Glory  to  the  new-born  King: 
Glory  in  the  highest  heaven, 
Peace  on  earth,  and  man  forgiven. 

/O  Star  of  the  East.— Matt.  ii.  2.  11.  10. 

1  ~D  RIGHTEST  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the 
■*-*         morning — 

Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thy 
aid ; 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning — 
Guide  where  the  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew-drops  are 

shining; 
Low  lies  his  head,  with  the  beasts  of  the 

stall; 
Angels  adore  him,  in  slumbers  reclining — 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all. 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 

Odors  of  Edom,  and  off 'rings  divine? 
Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the 

ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from  the 

mine'? 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation ; 

Vainly  with  gifts  would  his  favor  se- 
cure; 


msAGLBs.  70,  77 

Richer,  by  far,  is  the  heart's  adoration  ; 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morn- 
ing- 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thy 
aid; 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning — 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 


76 


Christ's  Mission  Attested.  L.  M. 

1  "DEIIOLD,  the  blind  their  sight  receive ! 
-*-'  Behold,  the  dead  awake  and  live  ! 
The  dumb  speak  wonders !  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  heart,  and  bless  his  name! 

2  Thus  does  th'  eternal  Spirit  own 
And  seal  the  mission  of  the  Son; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  cause, 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  cross. 

3  He  dies  ! — the  heavens  in  mourning  stood  ! 
He  rises — and  appears  a  God! 

Behold  the  Lord  ascending  high, 
No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die. 

4  Hence  and  for  ever  from  my  heart 
I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart; 
And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign, 
Which  bear  credentials  so  divine. 

#    /  Healing  Mercy.  C.  M. 


1   TES 
J  w 


ESUS,  and  didst  thou  condescend, 
hen  vailed  in  human  clay, 


78  CHRIST. 

To  heal  the  sick,  the  lame,  the  blind, 
And  drive  disease  away? 

2  Didst  thou  regard  the  beggar's  cry, 

And  give  the  blind  to  see? — 
Jesus,  thou  Son  of  David,  hear — 
Have  mercy,  too,  on  me. 

3  And  didst  thou  pity  mortal  wo, 

And  sight  and  health  restore  ? 

Then  pity,  Lord,  and  save  my  soul, 

Which  needs  thy  mercy  more. 

4  Didst  thou  regard  thy  servant's  cry, 

When  sinking  in  the  wave  ? 
I  perish,  Lord, — oh,  save  my  soul, 
For  thou  alone  canst  save. 


Repentance  at  the  Cress. 


78 

1  A  LAS  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed, 
-^-  And  did  my  Sovereign  die? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head, 

For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree? 
Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown ! 
And  love  beyond  degree  ! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  God,  the  mighty  maker,  died 
For  man  the  creature's  sin. 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face 

While  his  dear  cross  appears ; 


ATONEMENT.  79,  80 

Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 

And  melt  my  eyes  to  tears. 
5  But  floods  of  tears  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe ; 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away — 

'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

/  \)  Redemption  Finished.  8.  7.  4. 

1  XT  ARK  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 
■*- -*-  Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary  ! 

See  !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder — 
Shakes  the  earth — and  vails  the  sky! 

M  It  is  finished  !"— 
Hear  the  dying-  Saviour  cry. 

2  "  It  is  finished  !" — oh,  what  pleasure 

Do  these  precious  words  afford  ! 
Heavenly  blessings,  without  measure, 
Flow  to  us  through  Christ  the  Lord. 

"It  is  finished!" 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs, 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme: 
All  in  earth  and  all  in  heaven, 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name : 

Hallelujah  ! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb. 

OU  Christ  our  Sacrifice.— Lam.  i.  12.  5.  11. 

1    A  LL  ye  that  pass  by, 
-^-  To  Jesus  draw  nigh  ; 
To  you  is  it  nothing  that  Jesus  should  die  1 


8 1  CHRIST. 

For  sins  not  his  own 
He  dies  to  atone  ; 
Were  sorrow  and  pity  like  his  ever  known] 

2  The  Lord  in  the  day 
Of  his  anger  did  lay 

Our  sins  on  the  Lamb;  and  he  bore  them 
He  answered  for  all ;  [away ; 

Oh  come  at  his  call, 

And  low  at  his  cross  in  astonishment  fall. 

3  Oh  lift  up  your  eyes; 

"  'Tis  finished,"  he  cries: 
Almighty,  he  suffers;  immortal,  he  dies; 

For  you  and  for  me 

He  prayed  on  the  tree ; 
The  prayer  is  accepted — the  sinner  is  free. 

Ol  Christ  our  Example  in  Suffering.  7s. 

1  C^D  to  dark  Gethsemane, 

^-*   Ye  who  feel  the  tempter's  power: 
Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see; 

Watch  with  him  one  bitter  hour: 
Turn  not  from  his  griefs  away  ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  pray. 

2  Follow  to  the  judgment-hall, 

View  the  Lord  of  life  arraigned: 
Oh  the  wormwood  and  the  gall ! 

Oh  the  pangs  his  soul  sustained ! 
Shun  not  suffering,  shame,  or  loss; 
Learn  of  Christ  to  bear  the  cross. 

3  Calvary's  mournful  mountain  climb; 

There,  adoring  at  his  feet, 


ATONEMENT.  82 

Mark  that  miracle  of  time — 

God's  own  sacrifice  complete: 
"  It  is  finished,"  hear  him  cry  ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  die. 

4  Early  hasten  to  the  tomb, 

Where  they  laid  his  breathless  clay ; 
All  is  solitude  and  gloom  ; 

Who  hath  taken  him  away  1 
Christ  is  risen  ! — he  seeks  the  skies ; 

Saviour,  teach  us  so  to  rise. 

O^-  A  Look  from  tlie  Cross.  C.  M. 

1  T  SAW  One  hanging  on  a  tree, 
■*■  In  agony  and  blood, 

Who  fixed  his  languid  eyes  on  me, 
As  near  the  cross  I  stood- 

2  Sure  never,  till  my  latest  breath, 

Can  I  forget  that  look : 
It  seemed  to  charge  me  with  his  death, 
Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

3  My  conscience  felt  and  owned  the  guilt, 

And  plunged  me  in  despair; 

I  saw  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilt, 

And  helped  to  nail  him  there. 

4  A  second  look  he  gave,  which  said — 

"  1  freely  all  forgive  ; 
This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid, 
I  die  that  thou  mayst  live." 

5  Thus,  while  his  death  my  sin  displays, 

In  all  its  blackest  hue, 
Such  is  the  mystery  of  grace, 
It  seals  my  pardon  too. 


83,  84  christ. 

£jD  The  Lamb  of  God;  7.  6 

1  (^J.OD  of  my  salvation,  hear, 
^-*  And  help  me  to  believe ; 
Now  to  thee  do  T  draw  near, 

Thy  blessing  to  receive : 
Full  of  sin,  alas,  I  am, 

But  to  thee  for  refuge  flee  ; 
Friend  of  sinners,  spotless  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 

2  No  good  word,  or  work,  or  thought, 

I  bring  to  buy  thy  grace ; 
Pardon  I  accept,  unbought ; 

Thy  proffer  I  embrace. 
Needy,  guilty,  vile  I  am, 

Yet  I  know  thy  love  is  free  ; 
Friend  of  sinners,  spotless  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 

3  Saviour,  from  thy  wounded  side 

I  never  will  depart; 
At  thy  cross  will  I  abide, 

And  give  thee  there  my  heart ; 
When  my  place  above  I  claim, 

I  will  make  the  cross  my  plea; 
Friend  of  sinners,  spotless  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 

04  Crucifixion  to  the  World.— Gal.  vi.  14.    L.  M. 

1  TyHEN  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 
^*     On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 


ATONEMENT.  85 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 

Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God ; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See,  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  ! 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  1 

4  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 

That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

OD  Christ  our  Sacrifice.  S.  M. 

-"-^    On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  wash  away  the  stain. 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 

Takes  all  our  sins  away ; 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 

3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 

On  that  dear  head  of  thine, 
While  like  a  penitent  1  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 

4  My  soul  looks  back  to  see 

The  burdens  thou  didst  bear, 
When  hanging  on  the  cursed  tree, 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 


86  CHRIST. 

5  Believing-,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove ; 
We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  sing-  his  bleeding-  love. 


86 


Remember  Calvary. 


I"  AMB  of  God,  whose  bleeding  love 
•*-^  We  now  recall  to  mind  ; 
Send  the  answer  from  above, 

And  let  us  mercy  find : 
Think  on  us  who  think  on  thee ; 

Ever}'  burdened  soul  release ; 
Oh  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace. 

Let  thy  blood,  by  faith  applied, 

The  sinner's  pardon  seal ; 
Speak  us  freely  justified, 

And  all  our  sickness  heal : 
By  thy  passion  on  the  tree, 

Let  our  griefs  and  troubles  cease ; 
Oh  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace. 

Do  not  bid  us  hence  depart, 

Till  thou  our  wants  relieve; 
Write  forgiveness  on  our  heart, 

And  all  thine  image  give : 
Still  our  souls  shall  cry  to  thee, 

Cry  for  pardon  and  release ; 
Oh  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace. 


ATONEMENT.  87,  88 

0  /  The  Robe  of  Righteousness.  C.  M. 

1  A  WAKE,  my  heart,  arise  my  tongue, 
-£*-  Prepare  a  tuneful  voice; 

In  God,  the  life  of  all  my  joys, 
Aloud  will  1  rejoice. 

2  'Tis  he  adorned  my  naked  soul, 

And  made  salvation  mine; 
Upon  a  poor  polluted  worm 
He  makes  his  graces  shine. 

3  And,  lest  the  shadow  of  a  spot 

Should  on  my  soul  be  found, 
He  took  the  robe  the  Saviour  wrought, 
And  cast  it  all  around. 

4  How  far  the  heavenly  robe  exceeds 

What  earthly  princes  wear  I 
These  ornaments,  how  bright  they  shine! 
How  white  the  garments  are! 

5  Strangely,  my  soul,  art  thou  arrayed 

By  the  great  sacred  Three ; 
In  sweetest  harmony  of  praise 
Let  all  thy  powers  agree. 


8S 


i 


The  Hiding  Place—  Isa.  xxxii.  2.  L.  M. 

TTAIL,  sovereign  love,  that  first  began 
*"*■  The  scheme  to  rescue  fallen  man! 
Hail,  matchless,  free,  eternal  grace, 
That  gave  my  soul  a  hiding-place. 

Against  the  God  that  rules  the  sky, 
I  fought  with  hands  uplifted  high; 


89  CHRIST. 

Despised  the  offers  of  his  grace, 
Too  proud  to  seek  a  hiding-place. 

3  Bat  thus  the  eternal  counsel  ran : 

"  Almighty  love — arrest  the  man;" 
I  felt  the  arrows  of  distress, 
And  found  I  had  no  hiding-place. 

4  Vindictive  justice  stood  in  view; 
To  Sinai's  fiery  mount  I  flew; 

But  justice  cried,  with  frowning  face — 
"  This  mountain  is  no  hiding-place." 

5  But  lo  !  a  heavenly  voice  I  heard — 
And  mercy's  angel  soon  appeared  ; 
Who  led  me  on  a  pleasing  pace, 
To  Jesus  Christ,  my  hiding-place. 

6  On  him  Almighty  vengeance  fell, 
Which  must  have  sunk  a  world  to  hell ; 
He  bore  it  for  his  chosen  race, 

And  now  he  is  my  hiding-place. 

0  \j  Glorying  in  the  Cross.  C.  M. 

1  ^HOU  art  my  hiding-place,  O  Lord, 

■*•    In  thee  I  fix  my  trust, 
Encouraged  by  thy  holy  word — 

A  feeble  child  of  dust: 
I  have  no  argument  beside, 

I  urge  no  other  plea, 
And  'tis  enough — the  Saviour  died, 

The  Saviour  died  for  me. 

2  When  storms  of  fierce  temptation  beat, 

And  furious  foes  assail, 


CONDESCENSION.  90 

My  refuge  is  the  mercy-seat, 

My  hope  within  the  vail ; 
From  strife  of  tongues  and  bitter  words, 

My  spirit  flies  to  thee — 
Joy  to  my  heart  the  thought  affords — 

My  Saviour  died  for  me. 

3  'Mid  trials  heavy  to  be  borne, 

When  mortal  strength  is  vain, 
A  heart  with  grief  and  anguish  torn, 

A  body  racked  with  pain — 
Ah !  what  could  give  the  sufferer  rest, 

Bid  every  murmur  flee — 
But  this — the  witness  in  my  breast 

That  Jesus  died  for  mel 

4  And  when  thy  awful  voice  commands 

This  body  to  decay, 
And  life,  in  its  last  lingering  sands, 

Is  ebbing  fast  away — 
Then,  though  it  be  in  accents  weak, 

My  voice  shall  call  on  thee, 
And  ask  for  strength  in  death  to  speak — 

'*  My  Saviour  died  for  me." 

\){J   Christ's  Voluntary  Sacrifice.— \  Tim.  ii.  6.  C.  M. 

1  "LTOW  condescending  and  how  kind 
■*"■'  Was  God's  eternal  Son ! 
Our  misery  reached  his  heavenly  mind, 
And  pity  brought  him  down. 

2  He  sunk  beneath  our  heavy  woes, 
To  raise  us  to  his  throne : 


91  CHRIST. 

There's  ne'er  a  gift  his  hand  bestows 
But  cost  his  heart  a  groan. 

3  This  was  compassion  like  a  God — 

That  when  the  Saviour  knew 
The  price  of  pardon  was  his  blood, 
His  pity  ne'er  withdrew. 

4  Now,  though  he  reigns  exalted  high, 

His  love  is  still  as  great: 

Well  he  remembers  Calvary, 

Nor  lets  his  saints  forget. 

5  Here  let  our  hearts  begin  to  melt, 

While  we  his  death  record ; 
And,  with  our  joy  for  pardoned  guilt, 
Mourn  that  we  pierced  the  Lord. 


Praise  to  the  Redeemer.  C.  M. 


91 

1  pLUNGED  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 
■*-  We  wretched  sinners  lay — 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 

Or  spark  of  glimmering  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief; 
He  saw — and  oh  !  amazing  love  ! 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above, 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled, 
Entered  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  Oh,  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break ; 


CONDESCENSION.  92 

And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 

Angels,  assist  our  mighty  joys; 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold ; 
But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes, 

His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 


92 


Praise  for  Redemption.  C.  M. 


1  /^OME,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God 
^  With  new  melodious  songs  ; 
Come,  render  to  almighty  grace 
The  tribute  of  your  tongues. 

i  2  So  strange,  so  boundless  was  the  love 
That  pitied  dying  men, 
The  Father  sent  his  equal  Son 
To  give  them  life  again. 

;  3  Thy  hands,  dear  Jesus,  were  not  armed 
With  a  revenging  rod; 
No  hard  commission  to  perform — 
The  vengeance  of  a  God. 

4  But  all  was  mercy,  all  was  mild, 

And  wrath  forsook  the  throne, 
When  Christ  on  the  kind  errand  came, 
And  brought  salvation  down. 

5  Here,  sinners,  you  may  heal  your  wounds, 

And  wipe  your  sorrows  dry ; 
Trust  in  the  mighty  Saviour's  name, 
And  you  shall  never  die. 


93,  94  christ. 

iJO  "  Chief  among  Ten  Thousand."  C.  M. 

1  IVJAJESTIC  sweetness  sits  enthroned 
•*•*-*■  Upon  the  Saviour's  brow  ; 

His  head  with  radiant  glories  crowned, 
His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 

2  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  distress, 

And  flew  to  my  relief; 
For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross, 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

3  To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath, 

And  all  the  joys  I  have : 
He  makes  me  triumph  over  death, 
And  saves  me  from  the  grave. 

4  To  heaven,  the  place  of  his  abode, 

He  brings  my  weary  feet ; 
Shows  me  the  glories  of  my  God, 
And  makes  my  joys  complete. 

5  Since  from  his  bounty  I  receive 

Such  proofs  of  love  divine, 
Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give, 
Lord,  they  should  all  be  thine. 


94 


Condescension  of  Christ.  C.  M. 

A  ND  did  the  holy  and  the  just, 
-£*■  The  sovereign  of  the  skies, 
Stoop  down  to  wretchedness  and  dust, 

That  guilty  man  might  rise'? 
Yes — the  Redeemer  left  his  throne — 

His  radiant  throne  on  high— 


RESURRECTION.  95,  96 

Surprising-  mercy  ! — love  unknown! 
To  suffer — bleed — and  die. 

3  To  dwell  with  misery  here  below, 

The  Saviour  left  the  skies, 
And  sunk  to  wretchedness  and  wo, 
That  worthless  man  might  rise. 

4  Jesus,  my  soul  adoring  bends 

To  love  so  full,  so  free; 
And  may  I  hope  that  love  extends 
Its  saving  power  to  me  1 

5  What  glad  returns  can  I  impart 

For  favors  so  divine ! 
Oh  take  my  all — this  worthless  heart, 
And  make  it  wholly  thine. 

J7O  Gratitude.  L.  M. 

1  T^HE  Lord  of  life,  the  Saviour,  dies 
■*-    For  mortal  crimes  a  sacrifice : 

What  love,  what  mercy,  how  divine ! 
Jesus,  and  can  I  call  thee  mine  ] 

2  Be  all  my  heart  and  all  my  days 
Devoted  to  my  Saviour's  praise ; 
And  let  my  glad  obedience  prove 
How  much  I  owe,  how  much  I  love. 

3  Let  humble,  penitential  wo, 

With  painful,  pleasing  anguish  flow : 
And  thy  forgiving  smiles  impart 
Life,  hope,  and  joy  to  every  heart. 

yO  The  Resurrection  and  Ascension.  7s. 

1  A  NGELS,  roll  the  rock  away ; 
-"-  Death,  yield  up  thy  mighty  prey: 


97  CHRIST. 

See,  he  rises  from  the  tomb, 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom. 

2  Tis  the  Saviour !  angels,  raise 
Your  eternal  songs  of  praise ; 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Hear  the  joy-inspiring  sound. 

3  Now,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes, 
Now  to  glory  see  him  rise ; 
Hosts  of  angels  on  the  road 
Hail  and  sing  the  incarnate  God. 

4  Heaven  unfolds  its  portals  wide ! 
Glorious  conqueror,  through  them  ride ; 
King  of  Glory,  mount  the  throne — 
Boundless  empire  is  thy  own. 

5  Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  choirs ; 
Praise,  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres; 
Shout,  O  earth,  in  rapturous  songs, 
From  ten  thousand  thousand  tongues. 

57  /  The  Resurrection  of  Christ.  7i 

1  "IX/TORNING  breaks  upon  the  tomb, 
■*-»-*■  Jesus  scatters  all  its  gloom  ; 
Day  of  triumph  through  the  skies, 
See  the  glorious  Saviour  rise  I 

2  Ye  who  are  of  death  afraid, 
Triumph  in  the  scattered  shade  ; 
Drive  your  anxious  cares  away  ; 
See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

3  Christian,  dry  your  flowing  tears, 
Chase  your  unbelieving  fears ; 


GLORIFICATION.  98,  99 

Look  on  his  deserted  grave; 
Doubt  no  more  his  power  to  save. 

yO  The  Same.  78. 

1  TTAIL  the  day  that  sees  him  rise 
-"--*-  Glorious  to  his  native  skies! 
Christ,  awhile  to  mortals  given, 
Enters  now  the  gates  of  heaven. 

2  There  the  glorious  triumph  waits; 
Lift  your  heads  eternal  gates! 
Christ  hath  vanquished  death  and  sin; 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in. 

3  See,  the  heaven  its  Lord  receives ! 
Yet  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves : 
Though  returning  to  his  throne, 
Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own. 

4  Still  for  us  he  intercedes : 

His  prevailing  death  he  pleads; 
Near  himself  prepares  our  place, 
Great  Precursor  of  our  race. 

5  What  though  parted  from  our  sight, 
Far  above  yon  starry  height; 
Thither  our  affections  rise, 
Following  him  beyond  the  skies. 

\j  C;  Christ  Crucified  and  Glorified.  8.  7. 

1  TTAIL !  thou  once  despised  Jesus ! 
-*--*■  Hail,  thou  Galilean  King! 
Thou  didst  suffer  to  release  us; 
Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring; 


1 00  CHRIST. 

Hail,  thou  agonizing  Saviour, 
Bearer  of  our  sin  and  shame; 

By  thy  merits  we  find  favor; 
Life  is  given  through  thy  name. 

2  Jesus  hail !  enthroned  in  glory, 

There  for  ever  to  abide : 
All  the  heavenly  hosts  adore  thee, 

Seated  at  thy  Father's  side: 
There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading, 

There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare, 
Ever  for  us  interceding — 

Friend  and  Mediator  there. 

3  Worship,  honor,  power,  and  blessing, 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive ; 
Loudest  praises  without  ceasing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give; 
Help,  ye  bright,  angelic  spirits; 

Bring  your  sweetest,  noblest  lays; 
Help  to  sing  our  Saviour's  merits, 

Help  to  chant  Immanuel's  praise. 

X  \J\J      Christ  our  Intercessor.— Heb.  vii.  25.      L.  M. 

1  XJE  lives — the  great  Redeemer  lives! 
■*-**■  What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives! 
And  now,  before  his  Father  God, 
Pleads  the  full  merit  of  his  blood. 

2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 
And  justice  armed  with  frowns  appears; 
But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Sweet  mercy  smiles,  and  all  is  peace. 


INTERCESSION.  101 

3  Hence  then,  ye  black  despairing  thoughts; 
Above  our  fears,  above  our  faults, 

His  powerful  intercessions  rise; 
And  guilt  recedes,  and  terror  dies. 

4  In  every  dark,  distressful  hour, 
When  sin  and  Satan  join  their  power, 
Let  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart — 
That  Jesus  bears  us  on  his  heart. 

5  Great  Advocate,  Almighty  Friend  ! 
On  thee  our  humble  hopes  depend  ; 
Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail, 

-  For  Jesus  pleads,  and  must  prevail. 

1  U  1  Confidence  in  the  Intercessor.  H.  M. 

1  A  RISE,  my  soul,  arise, 

-^*-  Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears  ; 
The  bleeding  Sacrifice 

In  my  behalf  appears; 
Before  the  throne  my  Surety  stands; 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 

2  He  ever  lives  above, 

For  me  to  intercede, 
His  all-redeeming  love, 

His  precious  blood  to  plead ; 
His  blood  atoned  for  all  our  race, 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  My  God  is  reconciled  ; 

His  pardoning  voice  I  hear : 
He  owns  me  for  his  child, — 
1  can  no  longer  fear ; 


102,  103  CHRIST. 

With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh, 
And  Father,  Abba,  Father,  cry. 

102>  The  Same.  CM 

1  1YTOW  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey 
■*•  /    Our  great  High  Priest  above  ; 
And  celebrate  his  constant  care, 

And  sympathizing  love, 

2  Though  raised  to  a  superior  throne, 

Where  angels  bow  around, 
And  high  o'er  all  the  shining  train, 
With  matchless  honors  crowned; 

3  The  names  of  all  his  saints  he  bears,. 

Deep  graven  on  his  heart; 
Nor  shall  the  meanest  Christian  say 
That  he  hath  lost  his  part. 

4  Those  characters  shall  fair  abide — 

Our  everlasting  trust, 
When  gems,  and  monuments,  and  crowns, 
Are  mouldered  down  to  dust. 

5  So,  gracious  Saviour,  on  my  breast 

May  thy  dear  name  be  worn; 
A  sacred  ornament  and  guard, 
To  endless  ages  borne. 

1  (Jo  Temptation.— Heb.  iv.  16.  C.  M. 

1  TT71TH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
*^    Of  our  High  Priest  above; 
His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness, 
His  bowels  melt  with  love. 


COMPASSION.  104 

2  Touched  with  a  sympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame ; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  meanf 
For  he  has  felt  the  same. 

3  But  spotless,  innocent,  and  pure 

The  great  Redeemer  stood, 
While  Satan's  fiery  darts  he  bore, 
And  did  resist  to  blood. 

4  He,  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 

Poured  out  his  cries  and  tears, 
And,  in  his  measure,  feels  afresh 
What  every  member  bears. 

5  He'll  never  quench  the  smoking  flax, 

But  raise  it  to  a  flame; 
The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name. 

6  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  power; 
We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace 
In  the  distressing  hour. 

1  U4:     The  Weeping  Saviour.— Luke  xix.  41.      S.  M. 

1  TVD  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 
-*-^  And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry  1 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 

Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears 

The  wondering  angels  see; 

Be  thou  astonished,  O  my  soul — 

He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 


105,   106  CHRIST. 

3  He  wept,  that  we  might  weep ; 
Each  sin  demands  a  tear ; — 
In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 

JL  \JtJ  Learn  of  me.— Matt.  xi.  29.  7s. 

1  "  T  EARN  of  me,"  the  Saviour  said, 

-*-^  "I'm  of  meek  and  lowly  heart;" 
See !  the  feast  of  love  is  spread, 

Peace  and  blessing  I  impart : 
Come,  ye  weary,  ye  shall  rest, 

And  from  bondage  shall  be  free, 
When,  with  mild,  submissive  breast, 

Ye  will  come  and  learn  of  me. 

2  Learn  of  me  on  earth  to  dwell 

With  thy  hopes  and  home  on  high ; 
Every  earthly  treasure  sell, 

Heaven's  precious  pearl  to  buy  ; 
Then  the  crown  thou  shalt  obtain, 

Where  I  am  thou  too  shalt  be, 
King  and  priest  for  ever  reign ; 

Endless  praises  learn  of  me. 

1  UO        Christ  the  Guardian  of  his  People.        L.  M. 

1  T^HERE   high  the  heavenly  temple 

**  stands, 

The  house  of  God  not  made  with  hands, 
A  great  High  Priest  our  nature  wears, 
And  on  his  heart  his  people  bears. 

2  He  who  for  us  a  surety  stood, 
And  made  the  offering  of  his  blood, 


POWER  TO  SAVE.  107 

Pursues  in  heaven  his  mighty  plan, 
The  Saviour  and  the  friend  of  man. 

3  Our  fellow-sufferer  still  retains 

The  knowledge  of  our  fears  and  pains; 
And  still  remembers,  in  the  skies, 
His  tears  and  agonies  and  cries. 

4  With  boldness,  therefore,  at  his  throne 
We  come  to  make  our  sorrows  known; 
And  ask  the  aids  of  heavenly  power 
To  help  us  in  the  evil  hour. 


Christ  the  Rock  of  Ages. 


107 

1  T>  OCK  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 
-*-*'  Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 

From  thy  wounded  side  which  flowed, 

Be  of  sin  the  double  cure  ; 

Save  from  wrath,  and  make  me  pure. 

2  Should  my  tears  for  ever  flow, 
Should  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
This  for  sin  could  not  atone ; 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone : 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring, 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 

3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eye-lids  close  in  death, 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
And  behold  thee  on  thy  throne, 
Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 


108,   109  CHRIST. 

108 


The  Star  of  Bethlehem.  L.  M. 

1  TT/'HEN,  marshaled  on  the  nightly  plain, 

^    The  glitt'ring  host  bestud  the  sky., 
One  star  alone  of  all  the  train, 

Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 

2  Hark  !  hark  !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 

From  every  host,  from  every  gem ; 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks, 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode — 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark  ; 
The  ocean  yawned — and  rudely  blowed 
The  wind  that  tossed  my  foundering  bark. 

4  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze ; 

Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem, 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose, 

It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem.. 
.5  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all; 

It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease ; 
And  through  the  storm,  and  danger's  thrall, 

It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 
6  Now  safely  moored — my  perils  o'er, 

I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 
For  ever  and  for  evermore, 

The  Star  !— the  Star  of  Bethlehem ! 

109  The  Wounds  of  Sin.  8.7. 

i   JESUS,  still  will  I  adore  thee ; 
«*   Well  thou  know'st  a  sinner's  heart ; 


POWER  TO  SAVE.  110 

All  my  wounds  are  fresh  before  thee, 
Thou  alone  canst  heal  their  smart. 

2  Thou,  of  all-sufficient  merit, 

May  the  blood  that  from  thee  flowed, 
May  thy  purifying  Spirit 
Be  upon  my  heart  bestowed. 

3  Ah  !  how  deeply  am  I  wounded, 

Spoiled  by  Satan,  pierced  by  sin ! 
And  hath  love  for  me  abounded  ? 
Hark  !  a  Saviour  speaks  within. 

4  "  Sinner,  yes  my  love  is  towards  thee 

Everlasting  and  divine — 
Endless  hope  it  yet  affords  thee, 
Seal  it — take  it — I  am  thine." 

5  And  wilt  thou  be  mine  for  ever? 

Shall  I  live  with  thee  and  reign? 
Come,  these  mouldering  chains  to  sever, 
Come,  for  death  to  me  is  gain. 

J.  1  \J  Earnest  Supplication.  7s. 

1  ^AVIOUR,  when,  in  dust,  to  thee 
^  Low  we  bow  the  adoring  knee ; 
When,  repentant,  to  the  skies 
Scarce  we  lift  our  streaming  eyes; 
Oh,  by  all  thy  pains  and  wo, 
Suffered  once  tor  man  below, 
Bending  from  thy  throne  on  high, 
Hear  thy  people  when  they  cry. 

2  By  thy  hour  of  dark  despair, 
By  thy  agony  of  prayer, 


Ill,    112  CHRIST. 

By  the  purple  robe  of  scorn, 
By  thy  wounds — the  crown  of  thorns — 
By  thy  cross — thy  pangs  and  cries, 
By  thy  perfect  sacrifice ; 
Jesus,  look  with  pitying  eye; 
Hear  thy  people  when  they  cry. 
3  By  thy  deep  expiring-  groan, 
By  thy  sealed  sepulchral  stone, 
By  thy  triumphs  o'er  the  grave, 
By  thy  power  from  death  to  save, 
Mighty  God,  ascended  Lord, 
To  thy  throne  in  heaven  restored, 
Saviour,  Prince,  exalted  high, 
Hear  thy  people  when  they  cry. 

J.  JL  JL      Christ  our  Righteousness.— Vh\\.  iii.  9.      L.  M. 

1  TESUS,  thy  blood  and  righteousness 
•J  My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  dress : 
'Midst  flaming  worlds,  in  these  arrayed, 
With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  Bold  shall  I  stand  in  that  great  day, 
For  who  aught  to  my  charge  shall  lay, 
While,  through  thy  blood,  absolved  I  am 
From  sin's  tremendous  curse  and  shame  1 

3  When  from  the  dust  of  death  I  rise, 
To  take  my  mansion  in  the  skies, 
E'en  then  shall  this  be  all  my  plea, — 
"  Jesus  hath  lived  and  died  for  me." 

\.\_2>  Christ  the  Refuge.  7s. 

1   TESUS,  lover  of  my  soul, 
•*    Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 


POWER  TO  SAVE.  1  12 

While  the  raging  billows  roll, 
While  the  tempest  still  is  high  : 

Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 
Till  the  storm  of  life  be  past; 

Safe  into  the  haven  guide  ; 
Oh  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

Other  refuge  have  I  none — 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee  ; 
Leave,  ah !  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  support  and  comfort  me ; 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want ; 

More  than  all  in  thee  I  find  ; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick  and  lead  the  blind : 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 

I  am  all  unrighteousness; 
Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found- 
Grace  to  pardon  all  my  sin  ; 

Let  the  healing  streams  abound, 
Make  and  keep  me  pure  within  ; 

Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 
Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  : 

Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 
Rise  to  all  eternity. 


113,   114  CHRIST. 

1 1  O  Excellence  of  Christ.  C.  M. 

1  TNFINITE  excellence  is  thine, 
-*-  Thou  lovely  Prince  of  grace; 
Thy  uncreated  beauties  shine 

With  never  fading  rays. 

2  Sinners,  from  earth's  remotest  end, 

Come  bending  at  thy  feet ; 
To  thee  their  prayers  and  praise  ascend, 
In  thee  their  wishes  meet. 

3  Millions  of  happy  spirits  live 

On  thy  exhaustless  store  ; 
From  thee  they  all  their  bliss  receive, 
And  still  thou  givest  more. 

4  Thou  art  their  triumph  and  their  joy— 

They  find  their  all  in  thee; 
Thy  glories  will  their  tongues  employ, 
Through  all  eternity. 

JL  1  4r  Sinners  Directed  to  Calvary.  7s. 

1  TT7EARY  souls  that  wander  wide 

**  From  the  central  point  of  bliss, 
Turn  to  Jesus  crucified, 

Fly  to  those  dear  wounds  of  his; 
Sink  into  the  purple  flood  ; 
Rise  into  the  life  of  God. 

2  Oh,  believe  the  record  true, 

God  to  you  his  Son  hath  given  ; 
Ye  may  now  be  happy  too ; 

Find  on  earth  the  life  of  heaven  : 
Live  the  life  of  heaven  above, 
All  the  life  of  glorious  love. 


POWER  TO  SAVE.  115,    116 


115 


Healing  Mercy  Implored.  C.  M. 

TTEAL  us,  Iinmanuel,  here  we  are, 
*-*■  Waiting-  to  feel  thy  touch  ; 
Deep  wounded  souls  to  thee  repair, 
And  Saviour,  we  are  such. 

Remember  him  who  once  applied, 

With  trembling-,  for  relief; 
"Lord,  I  believe,"  with  tears  he  cried, 

44  Oh  help  my  unbelief." 
She  too,  who  touched  thee  in  the  press, 

And  healing  virtue  stole, 
Was  answered,  "  Daughter  go  in  peace, 

Thy  faith  hath  made  thee  whole." 
Like  her,  with  hopes  and  fears  we  come, 

To  touch  thee  if  we  may  ; 
Oh  send  us  not  despairing  home, 

Send  none  unhealed  away. 


116 


Union  with  Christ.  S.  M. 

1  T\EAR  Saviour,  we  are  thine 
U  By  everlasting  bands : 

Our  names,  our  hearts,  we  would  resign, 
And  souls,  into  thy  hands. 

2  Accepted  for  thy  sake, 

And  justified  by  faith, 
We  of  thy  righteousness  partake, 
And  find  in  thee  our  life. 

3  Thy  spirit  shall  unite 

Our  souls  to  thee  our  head  : 


117,   118  CHRIST. 

Shall  form  us  to  thy  image  bright, 
That  we  thy  paths  may  tread. 

4  Death  may  our  souls  divide 

From  these  abodes  of  clay; 
But  love  shall  keep  us  near  thy  side, 
Through  all  the  gloomy  way. 

5  Since  Christ  and  we  are  one, 

Why  should  we  doubt  or  fear  1 
Since  he  in  heaven  hath  fixed  his  throne, 
He'll  bring  his  people  there. 


Christ  the  Way,  the  Truth,  and  the  Life.  C.  M. 


117 

1  npHOU  art  the  Way— to  thee  alone 
■*   From  sin  and  death  we  flee ; 

And  he  who  would  the  Father  seek, 
Must  seek  him,  Lord,  in  thee. 

2  Thou  art  the  Truth — thy  word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart ; 
Thou  only  canst  instruct  the  mind, 
And  purify  the  heart. 

3  Thou  art  the  Life — the  rending  tomb 

Proclaims  thy  conquering  arm  ; 
And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  thee 
Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 

1 1 0  The  Great  Physician.  ' 

1  TTOW  lost  was  my  condition, 
■"  Till  Jesus  made  me  whole  ! 
There  is  but  one  physician 
Can  cure  a  sin-sick  soul. 


POWER  TO  SAVE.  119 

The  worst  of  all  diseases 

Is  light  compared  with  sin  ; 
On  every  part  it  seizes, 

But  rages  most  within. 

2  From  men  great  skill  professing, 

I  thought  a  cure  to  gain  ; 
But  this  proved  more  distressing, 

And  added  to  my  pain — 
Some  said  that  nothing  ailed  me  ; 

Some  gave  me  up  for  lost ; 
Thus  every  refuge  failed  me, 

And  all  my  hopes  were  crossed. 

3  At  length  this  great  Physician — 

How  matchless  is  his  grace ! 
Accepted  my  petition, 

And  undertook  my  case  ; 
Next  door  to  death  he  found  me, 

And  snatched  me  from  the  grave, 
To  tell  to  all  around  me 

His  wondrous  power  to  save, 

4  A  dying,  risen  Jesus, 

Seen  by  the  eye  of  faith, 
At  once  from  danger  frees  us, 

And  saves  the  soul  from  death — 
Come  then  to  this  Physician, 

His  help  he'll  freely  give ; 
He  makes  no  hard  condition, 

'Tis  only — look — and  live. 

1 1  i)  Christ  Crucified.  7,  0. 

1  ^TAIN,  delusive  world  adieu — 
*    With  all  of  creature  good  ; 


1 20  CHRIST. 

Only  Jesus  I  pursue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood. 
All  thy  pleasures  I  forego, 

All  thy  wealth  and  all  thy  pride  ; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

2  Turning-  to  my  rest  again, 

The  Saviour  I  adore  ; 
He  relieves  my  grief  and  pain, 

And  bids  we  weep  no  more  : 
Rivers  of  salvation  flow 

From  his  head,  his  hands,  his  side  ; 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

3  Him  to  know  is  life  and  peace 

And  pleasure  without  end  ; 
This  is  all  my  happiness — 

On  Jesus  to  depend, 
Daily  in  his  grace  to  grow, 

Ever  in  his  love  abide  : 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

J.  aJ\J  Praise  to  the  Redeemer.  8.  6. 

1  /^H,  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
^  Oh,  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth 

Which  in  my  Saviour  shine — 
I'd  soar  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel,  while  he  sings 

In  notes  almost  divine. 


PRAISE.  1 2 1 

I'd  sing  the  precious  blood  he  spilt — 
My  ransom  from  the  dreadful  guilt 

Of  sin,  and  wrath  divine  : 
Yd  sing  his  glorious  righteousness, 
In  which  all-perfect,  heavenly  dress 

My  soul  shall  ever  shine. 
I'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 

Exalted  on  his  throne  : 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
I  would,  to  everlasting  days, 

Make  all  his  glories  known. 
Wei!,  the  delightful  day  will  come, 
When  my  dear  Lord  will  call  me  home, 

And  I  shall  see  his  face ; 
Then,  with  my  Saviour,  brother,  friend, 
A  bless'd  eternity  I'll  spend. 

Triumphant  in  his  grace. 


121 


The  Name  of  Jesus  Precious. — 1  Pet.  ii.  7.  C.  M. 


TESUS,  I  love  thy  charming  name; 

"  'Tis  music  to  my  ear; 

Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud 

That  earth  and  heaven  might  hear. 
Yes — thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 

My  transport  and  my  trust ; 
Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 

And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 
All  my  capacious  powers  can  wish, 

In  thee  doth  richly  meet; 


122  CHRIST. 

Nor  to  my  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  heart, 

And  shed  its  fragrance  there ; 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

5  I'll  speak  the  honors  of  thy  name 

With  my  last  laboring  breath ; A 
Then,  speechless,  clasp  thee  in  my  arms- 
The  antidote  of  death. 


Characters  of  Christ.  H.  M. 


122 

1  TOIN  all  the  glorious  names 
S*    Of  wisdom,  love,  and  power, 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 

That  angels  ever  bore : 
All  are  too  mean  to  speak  his  worth- 
Too  mean  to  set  my  Saviour  forth. 

2  Jesus,  my  great  High  Priest, 

Offered  his  blood,  and  died ; 
My  guilty  conscience  seeks 

No  sacrifice  beside : 
His  powerful  blood  did  once  atone, 
And  now  it  pleads  before  the  throne. 

3  My  Advocate  appears 

For  my  defence  on  high ; 
The  Father  bows  his  ears, 

And  lays  his  thunder  by  ; 
Not  all  that  hell  or  sin  can  say 
Shall  turn  his  heart,  his  love  away. 


PRAISE.  123 

4  My  dear  Almighty  Lord, 

My  Conqueror  and  my  King, 
Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword — 

Thy  reigning  grace  I  sing; 
Thine  is  the  power;  behold  I  sit 
In  willing  bonds,  beneath  thy  feet. 

5  Should  all  the  hosts  of  death, 

And  powers  of  hell  unknown 
Put  their  most  dreadful  forms 

Of  rage  and  mischief  on, 
I  shall  be  safe — for  Christ  displays 
Superior  power,  and  guardian  grace. 

12u  The  Name  of  Jesus.  C.  M, 

1  TESUS — the  name  high  over  all, 
**    In  hell,  or  earth,  or  sky — 
Angels  and  men  before  it  fall, 

And  devils  fear  and  fly. 

2  Jesus — the  name  to  sinners  dear, 

The  name  to  sinners  given — 

It  scatters  all  their  guilt  and  fear ; 

It  turns  their  hell  to  heaven. 

3  Oh  that  a  dying  world  might  know 

The  glory  of  his  name ; 
My  voice  shall  his  salvation  show, 
And  cry—"  Behold  the  Lamb!" 

4  Happy,  if  with  my  latest  breath 

1  may  but  gasp  his  name  ; 
Proclaim  his  love,  and  cry  in  death—' 
"  Behold,  behold  the  Lamb !" 


124,  125  christ. 

1  /o4     The  Sinner's  Fi-iend.—Pvov.  xviii.  24.       8. ' 

1  f)NE  there  is,  above  all  others 

"  Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend  ; 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 
Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end. 

2  Which  of  all  our  friends,  to  save  us, 

Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood  1 
But  this  Saviour  died  to  have  us 
Reconciled  in  him  to  God. 

3  When  he  lived  on  earth  abased, 

Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name ; 
Now,  above  all  glory  raised, 
He  rejoices  in  the  same. 

4  Oh  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften; 

Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  love ; 
We,  alas  !  forget  too  often 

What  a  Friend  we  have  above. 


Preciousness  of  tlie  Saviour. 


125 

1  TTOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
■*"*■  In  a  believer's  ear ! 

It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 

And  calms  the  troubled  breast; 
'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3  By  him,  my  prayers  acceptance  gain, 

Although  with  sin  denied  ; 


PRAISE.  126 

Satan  accuses  me  in  vain, 
And  I  am  owned  a  child. 

4  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought; 
But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

5  Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim 

With  every  fleeting  breath; 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 

1  !iO     VM  Ashamed  of  Christ.— Mark  viii.  33.    L.  M. 

1  JESUS— and  shall  it  ever  be— 
•*  A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee? 
Ashamed  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days'? 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus'?  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine, 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus — that  dear  friend 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend? 
No;  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame — 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

4  Ashamed  of  Jesus? — yes  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away; 
No  tear  to  wipe — no  good  to  crave — 
No  fear  to  quell — no  soul  to  save. 

5  Till  then — nor  is  my  boasting  vain — 
Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain ; 


127,  128  christ. 

And  oh,  may  this  my  glory  be — 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me. 

1  Aj  i  Gratitude  to  the  Saviour.  H.  M. 

1  /^OME,  every  pious  heart 

^  That  loves  the  Saviour's  name, 
Your  noblest  powers  exert 
To  celebrate  his  fame ; 
Tell  all  above,  and  all  below, 
The  debt  of  love  to  him  you  owe. 

2  He  left  his  starry  crown, 

And  laid  his  robes  aside; 
On  wings  of  love  came  down, 

And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died : 
What  he  endured  no  tongue  can  tell, 
To  save  our  souls  from  death  and  hell. 

3  From  the  dark  grave  he  rose, 

The  mansion  of  the  dead ; 
And  thence  his  mighty  foes 

In  glorious  triumph  led: 
Up  through  the  sky  the  conqueror  rode, 
And  reigns  on  high,  the  Saviour — God. 

4  Jesus,  we  ne'er  can  pay 

The  debt  we  owe  thy  love ; 
Yet  tell  us  how  we  may 

Our  gratitude  approve: 
Our  hearts — our  all  to  thee  we  give: 
The  gift,  though  small,  do  thou  receive. 

I  28  The  Love  of  Christ.  C.  M. 

X  npO  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name 
-*■  Awake  the  sacred  song; 


PRAISE.  1 29 

Oh  may  his  love — immortal  flame — 
Tune  every  heart  and  tongue. 

2  He  left  his  radiant  throne  on  high, 

Left  the  bright  realms  of  bliss, 
And  came  to  earth  to  bleed  and  die — 
Was  ever  love  like  this] 

3  Dear  Lord,  while  we  adoring  pay 

Our  humble  thanks  to  thee. 
May  every  heart  with  rapture  say — 
"  The  Saviour  died  for  me." 

4  Oh  may  the  sweet,  the  blissful  theme 

Fill  every  heart  and  tongue, 
Till  strangers  love  thy  charming  name, 
And  join  the  sacred  song. 

l^y  Loving  Kindness.  L.  M. 

1  A  WAKE,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays, 

•*-*-  And  sing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praise ; 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me, 
His  loving-kindness,  oh  how  free  ! 

2  He  saw  me  ruined  in  the  fall, 
Yet  loved  me  notwithstanding  all ; 
He  saved  me  from  my  lost  estate, 
His  loving-kindness,  oh  how  great! 

3  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gathered  thick,  and  thundered  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood, 

His  loving-kindness,  oh  how  good  ! 

4  Often  I  feel  my  sinful  heart 
Prone  from  my  Saviour  to  depart ; 


130  CHRIST. 

But  though  I  have  him  oft  forgot, 
His  loving-kindness  changes  not. 

5  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail ; 
Oh  may  my  last  expiring  breath 
His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death. 

6  Then  let  me  mount  and  soar  away 
To  the  bright  world  of  endless  day; 
And  sing,  with  rapture  and  surprise, 
His  loving-kindness  in  the  skies. 


130 


The  Name  of  Jesus.  H.  M. 


T  ET  earth  and  heaven  combine, 
-^  And  one  high  anthem  raise, 
To  sing  of  love  divine, 

And  shout  the  Saviour's  praise; 
T'  adore  the  all-atoning  Lamb, 
And  bless  the  sound  of  Jesus'  name. 
Jesus — transporting  name  ! 

It  charms  the  hosts  above ; 
They  evermore  proclaim, 
And  wonder  at  his  love; 
They  look  upon  his  heavenly  face, 
And  study  his  mysterious  grace. 
His  name  the  sinner  hears, 
And  is  from  sin  set  free ; 
'Tis  music  in  his  ears; 
'Tis  life  and  victory ; 
New  songs  do  now  his  lips  employ, 
And  dances  his  glad  heart  for  joy. 


PRAISE.  131 

Stung  by  the  scorpion  sin, 

My  poor  expiring-  soul 
The  baJmy  sound  drinks  in, 
And  is  at  once  made  whole: 
T  see  my  Lord  upon  the  tree, 
I  know,  I  feel  he  died  for  me. 
Oh  for  a  trumpet  voice, 

On  all  the  world  to  call ; 
To  bid  their  hearts  rejoice 
In  him  who  died  for  all ; 
Inspire  with  praise  each  human  tongue, 
And  wake  a  universal  song. 


Christ  the  Joy  of  his  People. 


131 

1  r\  THOU  in  whose  presence   my  soul 
^-'  takes  delight, 

On  whom  in  affliction  I  call ; 
My  comfort  by  day,  and  my  song  in  the 
My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all;   [night, 

2  Oh  why  should  I  wander  an  alien  from  thee, 

And  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread  1 
Thy  foes  will  rejoice  when   my  sorrows 
they  see, 
And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 

3  Ye  daughters  of  Zion,  declare — have  you 

The  Star  that  on  Israel  shone?      [seen 
Say  if  in  your  tents  my  Beloved  has  been, 
And  where  with  his  flock  he  has  gone. 

4  His  voice,  as  the  sound  of  the  dulcimer 

sweet, 
Is  heard  through  the  shadows  of  death ; 


1 32  CHRIST. 

The  cedars  of  Lebanon  bow  at  his  feet, 
The  air  is  perfumed  with  his  breath. 

5  His  lips  as  a  fountain  of  righteousness  flow, 

To  water  the  gardens  of  grace  ; 
From  which  their  salvation  the  Gentiles 
shall  know, 
And  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  face. 

6  He  looks,  and  ten  thousands  of  angels  re- 

And  myriads  wait  for  his  word ;    [ joice, 
He  speaks,  and  eternity,  filled   with  his 
voice, 
Re-echoes  the  praise  of  the  Lord. 


Christ  Crowned  as  Lord  of  All.  C.  M. 


132 

1  A  LL  hail,  the  power  of  Jesus'  name ! 
-£*-  Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 

Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 

Who  from  his  altar  call ; 
Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Ye  chosen  seen  of  Israel's  race, 

Ye  ransomed  from  the  fall — 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Ye  gentile  sinners,  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 
Go  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


PRAISE.  133 

5  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe 
On  this  terrestrial  ball 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
An/1  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

G  Oh  that,  with  yonder  sacred  throng", 
We  at  his  feet  may  fall ; 
We'll  join  the  everlasting-  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


133 


Universal  Praise  to  the  Redeemer.  C.  M. 


1  /^OME  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
^   With  angels  round  the  throne; 

Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  "  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,"  they  cry, 

"To  be  exalted  thus:" 
"  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  lips  reply, 
"  For  he  was  slain  for  us." 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  power  divine; 
And  blessings,  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sky, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
And  speak  thy  endless  praise. 

5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  him  who  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 
h 


134,    135  CHRIST. 

1  O  X  Jesus  is  King.  6.  4. 

1  T  ET  us  awake  our  joys ; 

■"  Strike  up  with  cheerful  voice — 

Each  creature,  sing; 
Angels — begin  the  song, 
Mortals  the  strains  prolong, 
In  accents  sweet  and  strong, — 

"Jesus  is  King." 

2  He  vanquished  sin  and  hell, 
And  the  last  foe  will  quell; 

Mourners,  rejoice: 
His  dying  love  adore, 
Praise  him,  now  raised  in  power, 
And  triumph  evermore, 

With  a  glad  voice. 

1  OO  Glory  and  Grace  of  Christ.  L.  M. 

1  TVTOW  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song ; 

■*■*   Awake,  my  soul — awake,  my  tongue ; 
Hosanna  to  the  eternal  name, 
And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face, 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace ; 
God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 

Has  all  his  mightiest  works  outdone. 

3  Grace  ! — 'tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme; 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name : 

Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound ; 
Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground. 


PRAISE.  1 3G 

4  Oh,  may  I  reach  that  happy  place 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  face ; 
Where  all  his  beauties  you  behold, 
And  sing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold. 

1  OO  The  Mediation  of  Christ.  S.  M. 

1  T)  AISE  your  triumphant  songs 
-'-■'  To  an  immortal  tune  ; 

Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  deeds 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 

2  Sing  how  eternal  love 

Its  chief  beloved  chose, 
And  bade  him  raise  our  wretched  race 
From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

3  His  hand  no  thunder  bears, 

Nor  terror  clothes  his  brow  ; 
No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  souls 
To  fiercer  flames  below. 

4  'Twas  mercy  filled  the  throne, 

And  wrath  stood  silent  by, 
When  Christ  was  sent  with  pardons  down 
To  rebels  doomed  to  die. 

5  Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears, 

Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease  ; 

Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love, 

And  take  the  offered  peace. 

6  Lord,  we  obey  thy  call; 

We  lay  a  humble  claim 
To  the  salvation  thou  hast  brought, 
And  love  and  praise  thy  name. 


137,  138  christ. 

1  O  i  Praise  to  the  Redeemer.  C.  M. 

1  (~\H  FOR  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 
^  My  dear  Redeemer's  praise  ; 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 

The  triumphs  of  his  grace. 

2  My  gracious  Master  and  my  God, 

Assist  me  to  proclaim, 
And  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad 
The  honors  of  thy  name. 

3  Jesus — the  name  that  calms  our  fears, 

That  bids  our  sorrows  cease ; 
'Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  ears, 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  sinner's  heavy  chain; 

He  sets  the  prisoner  free  ; 
His  blood  removes  the  guilty  stain — 
His  blood  availed  for  me. 

5  Believe — and  ye  his  grace  shall  know, 

Shall  feel  your  sins  forgiven  ; 
Anticipate  your  heaven  below, 
And  own  that  love  is  heaven. 

1  OO  Pardon  and  Peace— Matt.  ix.  2.  C.  M. 

1  TV/TY  Saviour,  let  me  hear  thy  voice 
If  J.  Pronounce  the  word  of  peace, 
And  all  my  warmest  powers  shall  join 

To  celebrate  thy  grace. 

2  With  gentle  smiles  call  me  thy  child, 

And  speak  my  sins  forgiven ; 


PRAISE.  139 

The  accents  mild  shall  charm  my  ear 
Like  the  sweet  harps  of  heaven. 

3  Cheerful,  where'er  thy  hand  shall  lead, 

The  darkest  path  I'll  tread  ; 
Cheerful  I'll  quit  these  mortal  shores, 
And  mingle  with  the  dead. 

4  When  dreadful  guilt  is  done  away, 

No  other  fears  we  know  ; 
That  hand  which  scatters  pardons  down 
Shall  crowns  of  life  bestow. 


139 


The  Saviour.  C.  M. 


1  ^HE  Saviour — oh,  what  endless  charms 
-*-    Dwell  in  the  blissful  sound ! 

Its  influence  every  fear  disarms, 
And  spreads  sweet  peace  around. 

2  Here  pardon,  life,  and  joys  divine 

In  rich  effusion  flow, 
For  guilty  rebels  lost  in  sin, 
And  doomed  to  endless  wo. 

3  The  almighty  Former  of  the  skies 

Stooped  to  our  vile  abode ; 
While  angels  viewed  with  wondering  eyes, 
And  hailed  the  incarnate  God  ! 

4  Oh  the  rich  depths  of  love  divine, 

Of  bliss  a  boundless  store  ! 
Dear  Saviour,  let  me  call  thee  mine, 
I  cannot  wish  for  more. 


1 40  CHRIST. 

5  On  thee  alone  my  hope  relies ; 
Beneath  thy  cross  I  fall ; 
My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Sacrifice, 
My  Saviour,  and  my  All. 

14U  God  Reconciled  in  Christ.  C.  M. 

1  "T)EAREST  of  all  the  names  above, 
■*-'  My  Jesus  and  my  God — 

Who  can  resist  thy  heavenly  love, 
Or  trifle  with  thy  blood  ? 

2  'Tis  by  the  merits  of  thy  death 

The  Father  smiles  again ; 
'Tis  by  thy  interceding-  breath 
The  Spirit  dwells  with  men. 

3  'Till  God  in  human  flesh  I  see, 

My  thoughts  no  comfort  find  ; 
The  holy,  just,  and  sacred  Three 
Are  terrors  to  my  mind. 

4  But  if  Immanuel's  face  appear, 

My  hope,  my  joy  begins ; 
His  name  forbids  my  slavish  fear, 
His  grace  removes  my  sins. 

5  While  Jews  on  their  own  law  rely, 

And  Greeks  of  wisdom  boast, 
I  love  the  incarnate  mystery, 
And  there  I  fix  my  trust. 


INVOCATION.  141,    142 


THE  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

J -J:  1  Invocation  of  the  Holy  Spirit.  C.  M. 

1  pOME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
^   With  all  thy  quickening  powers; 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 

In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  trifling  toys; 
Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise  ; 
Ilosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord — and  shall  we  ever  live 

At  this  poor  dying  rate] 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great1? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 


\4:'Z  The  Same. 

1  pOME,  Holy  Spirit,  come; 
^  Let  thy  bright  beams  divine 
Rise  on  our  sorrow  and  our  gloom, 
And  in  our  darkness  shine. 


S.  M. 


143,   144  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

2  Convince  us  all  of  sin, 

Then  lead  to  Jesus'  blood  ; 
And  to  our  wondering  view  reveal 
The  mercy  of  our  God. 

3  Revive  our  drooping  faith  ; 

Our  doubts  and  fears  remove  ; 
And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never-dying  love. 

4  'Tis  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart, 

To  sanctify  the  soul, 
To  pour  fresh  life  in  every  part, 
And  new  create  the  whole. 

14o  The  Same.  8.  7. 

1  TTOLY  Ghost — dispel  our  sadness, 
■*--*•  Pierce  the  clouds  of  nature's  night; 
Come,  thou  source  of  joy  and  gladness, 

Breathe  thy  life  and  spread  thy  light. 

2  Hear,  oh  hear  our  supplication, 

Blessed  Spirit,  God  of  Peace ; 
Rest  upon  this  congregation, 

With  th'  abundance  of  thy  grace. 

3  Author  of  our  new  creation — 

Bid  us  all  thine  influence  prove ; 
Make  our  souls  thy  habitation  ; 
Shed  abroad  the  Saviour's  love. 

144  Regeneration.— John  i.  13.  C.  M. 

1  TYTOT  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth, 
-*-^   Nor  rites  that  God  has  given, 


REGENERATION.  145 

Nor  will  of  man,  nor  blood,  nor  birth, 
Can  raise  a  soul  to  heaven. 

2  The  sovereign  will  of  God  alone 

Creates  us  heirs  of  grace ; 
Born  in  the  image  of  his  Son, 
A  new,  peculiar  race. 

3  The  Spirit,  like  some  heavenly  wind, 

Breathes  on  the  sons  of  flesh ; 
New  models  all  the  carnal  mind, 
And  forms  the  man  afresh. 

4  Our  quickened  souls  awake  and  rise 

From  the  long  sleep  of  death ; 

On  heavenly  things  we  fix  our  eyes, 

And  praise  employs  our  breath. 

IttO  Rcneiving  Grace.  C.  M. 

1  TTOW  helpless  guilty  nature  lies, 
-*--*-  Unconscious  of  its  load ! 

The  heart,  unchanged,  can  never  rise 
To  happiness  and  God. 

2  Can  aught,  beneath  a  power  divine, 

The  stubborn  will  subdue? 
'Tis  thine,  almighty  Saviour,  thine, 
To  form  the  heart  anew. 

3  'Tis  thine  the  passions  to  recall, 

And  upward  bid  them  rise, 
And  make  the  scales  of  error  fall 
From  reason's  darkened  eyes. 

4  To  chase  the  shades  of  death  away, 

And  bid  the  sinner  live ; 


The  Dry  Bones.— Ezek.  xxxvii.  3.       L.  M. 


146,   147  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

A  beam  of  heaven,  a  vital  ray 

'Tis  thine  alone  to  give. 
5  Oh  change  these  wretched  hearts  of  ours, 

And  give  thern  life  divine: 
Then  shall  our  passions  and  our  powers, 

Almighty  Lord,  be  thine. 

146 

1  T  OOK  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
■^  See  Adam's  race  in  ruin  lie; 

Sin  spreads  its  trophies  o'er  the  ground, 
And  scatters  slaughtered  heaps  around. 

2  Thy  ministers  are  sent  in  vain, 
To  prophesy  upon  the  slain  ; 

In  vain  they  call,  in  vain  they  cry, 
Till  thy  almighty  aid  is  nigh. 

3  But  if  thy  Spirit  deign  to  breathe, 

Life  spreads  through  all  the  realms  of  death; 
Dry  bones  obey  thy  powerful  voice  ; 
They  move — they  waken — they  rejoice. 

147 


Divine  Love. — Rom.  v.  5. 


LOVE  divine,  all  love  excelling, 
Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down  ; 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling. 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown  ; 
Jesus — thnu  art  all  compassion  ; 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art ; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 
Enter  every  longing  heart. 


SANCTIFICATION. 

2  Come,  almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  now  thy  life  receive : 
Suddenly  return,  and  never — 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave: 
Thee  we  would  be  always  blessing, 

Serve  thee  as  thy  hosts  above ; 
Pray,  and  praise  thee  without  ceasing, 

Glory  in  thy  precious  love. 

3  Carry  on  thy  new  creation  ; 

Pure  and  spotless  may  we  be ; 
Let  us  see  our  whole  salvation 

Perfectly  secured  by  thee  ; 
Changed  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place ; 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

1^4:^  Prayer  for  Sanctification. 

1  /GRACIOUS  Father,  hear  thy  child, 
^-*Now  in  Jesus  reconciled  ; 

Let  me  now  behold  thy  face — 
Triumph  in  thy  saving  grace; 
Pour  thy  graces  from  above, 
Hope  and  joy  and  peace  and  love. 

2  Lord,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  the  blessing  thou  bestow: 
Hear  my  Advocate  divine  ; 

Lo !  his  powerful  plea  is  mine ; 
Can  his  intercession  fail  1 
Shall  I  not  in  him  prevail] 

3  Holy  Spirit— Life  Divine, 

Come  and  make  this  temple  thine ; 


118 


149,   150  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

Shed  thy  light  throughout  my  soul, 
Move  and  actuate  the  whole ; 
Spring  of  life — thyself  impart, 
Rise  eternal  in  my  heart. 

_l4rt7  Praise  for  Recovering  Grace.  8.7. 

1  POME,  thou  fount  of  every  blessing, 
^  Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace; 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing, 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 

2  Teach  me  some  melodious  measure, 

Sung  by  flaming  hosts  above  ; 
I  would  chant,  with  heavenly  pleasure, 
Praises  to  thy  boundless  love. 

3  Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, ' 

Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God  ; 
He,  to  save  my  soul  from  danger, 
Interposed  his  precious  blood. 

4  Oh,  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  constrained  to  be: 
Let  thy  grace,  Lord,  like  a  fetter, 
Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  thee. 

5  Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it — 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love ; 
Here's  my  heart,  oh  take  and  seal  it, 
Seal  it  from  thy  courts  above. 

1DU  A  Good  Conscience.  L.  M. 

1  OWEET  peace  of  conscience,  heavenly 
^        guest — 
Come,  fix  thy  mansion  in  my  breast ; 


SANCTIFICATION.  151 

Dispel  my  doubts,  my  fears  control ; 
And  heal  the  anguish  of  my  soul. 

2  Come,  smiling  hope,  and  joy  sincere — 
Come,  make  your  constant  dwelling  here; 
Still  let  your  presence  cheer  my  heart, 
Nor  sin  compel  you  to  depart. 

3  Thou  God  of  hope  and  peace  divine, 
Oh  make  these  sacred  pleasures  mine; 
Forgive  my  sins,  my  fears  remove, 
And  send  the  tokens  of  thy  love. 

4  Then  should  my  eyes,  without  a  tear, 
See  death,  with  all  its  terrors,  near; 
My  heart  should  then  in  death  rejoice,    . 
And  raptures  tune  my  faltering  voice. 


Prayer  for  Reviving  Grace. 


151 

1  T  IGHT  of  life,  seraphic  fire, 
-*^  Love  divine — thyself  impart ; 
Every  fainting  soul  inspire  ; 

Shine  in  every  drooping  heart; 
Every  mournful  sinner  cheer, 

Scatter  all  our  guilty  gloom; 
Son  of  God,  appear  !  appear ! 

To  thy  human  temples  come. 

2  Come  in  this  accepted  hour ; 

Bring  thy  heavenly  kingdom  in  ; 
Fill  us  with  thy  glorious  power, 

Rooting  out  the  love  of  sin : 
Nothing  more  can  we  require, 

We  will  covet  nothing  less; 


152,153  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

Be  thou  all  our  heart's  desire, 
All  our  joy,  and  all  our  peace. 

A.%)  £t  Divine  Guidance  Implored.  L.  M. 

1  /^OME,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
^  With  light  and  comfort  from  above; 
Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide, 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 

2  The  light  of  truth  to  us  display, 

And  make  us  know  and  choose  thy  way ; 
Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 
That  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart. 

3  Lead  us  to  holiness,  the  road 

That  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God : 
Lead  us  to  Christ,  the  living  way, 
Nor  let  us  from  his  precepts  stray. 

4  Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  rest, 
In  his  enjoyment  to  be  bless'd ; 
Lead  us  to  heaven,  the  seat  of  bliss, 
Where  pleasure  in  perfection  is. 

153  The  Holy  Spirit  Invoked.  S.  M. 

1  pOME,  Holy  Spirit,  come, 
^  With  energy  divine; 

And  on  this  poor,  benighted  soul, 
With  beams  of  mercy  shine. 

2  Oh  melt  this  frozen  heart; 

This  stubborn  will  subdue  ; 
Each  evil  passion  overcome, 
And  form  me  all  anew. 

3  Mine  will  the  profit  be, 

But  thine  shall  be  the  praise ; 


SANCTIFICATION.  154,    155 

And  unto  thee  will  I  devote 
The  remnant  of  my  days. 

104  Siibfnission.  7s. 

1  WHEN,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be 

**    Perfectly  resigned  to  thee  1 
Poor  and  vile  in  my  own  eyes, 
Only  in  thy  wisdom  wise] 

2  Only  thee  content  to  know, 
Ignorant  of  all  below  ! 
Only  guided  by  thy  light? 
Only  mighty  in  thy  might] 

3  So  I  may  thy  Spirit  know — 
Let  him  as  he  listeth  blow: 
Let  the  manner  be  unknown, 
So  I  may  with  thee  be  one ; 

4  Fully  in  my  life  express 
All  the  heights  of  holiness; 
Sweetly  let  my  spirit  prove, 
All  the  depths  of  humble  love. 

lOO  The  Promise  of  the  Spirit.  H.  M. 

1  f~\  THOU  who  hearest  prayer, 
^  Attend  our  humble  cry  ; 
And  let  thy  servants  share 

Thy  blessing  from  on  high: 
We  plead  the  promise  of  thy  word  ; 
Grant  us  thy  Holy  Spirit,  Lord. 

2  If  earthly  parents  hear 

Their  children  when  they  cry; 


156  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

If  they,  with  love  sincere, 
Their  varied  wants  supply, 
Much  more  wilt  thou  thy  love  display, 
And  answer  when  thy  children  pray. 

3  Our  Heavenly  Father  thou  ; 

We  children  of  thy  grace — 
Oh  let  thy  Spirit  now 
Descend,  and  fill  the  place: 
That  all  may  feel  the  heavenly  flame, 
And  all  unite  to  praise  thy  name. 

4  And  send  thy  Spirit  down  , 

On  all  the  nations,  Lord, 
With  great  success  to  crown 

The  preaching  of  thy  word, 
Till  heathen  lands  shall  own  thy  sway, 
And  cast  their  idol  gods  away. 

5  Then  shall  thy  kingdom  come 

Among  our  fallen  race, 
And  the  whole  earth  become 
The  temple  of  thy  grace; 
Whence  pure  devotion  shall  ascend, 
And  songs  of  praise,  till  time  shall  end. 

lOO  Prayer  for  Spiritual  Guidance.  7 

1  TTOLY  Spirit,  from  on  high 
■*■■*■  Bend  on  us  a  pitying  eye; 
Animate  the  drooping  heart, 
Bid  the  power  of  sin  depart. 

2  Teach  us,  with  repentant  grief, 
Humbly  to  implore  relief; 


SANCTIFICATION. 

Then  the  Saviour's  blood  reveal, 
All  our  deep  disease  to  heal. 

3  Other  ground-work  should  we  lay, 
Sweep  those  empty  hopes  away; 
Make  us  feel  that  Christ  alone 
Can  for  human  guilt  atone. 

4  May  we  daily  grow  in  grace, 
And  pursue  the  heavenly  race, 
Trained  in  wisdom,  led  by  love, 
Till  we  reach  our  rest  above. 

1 «_)  /  Prayer  for  Sanctiftcation. 

1  n.RACIOUS  Spirit— Love  divine! 
^-"  Let  thy  light  within  me  shine; 
All  my  guilty  fears  remove, 

Fill  me  with  thy  heavenly  love. 

2  Speak  thy  pardoning  grace  to  me, 
Set  the  burdened  sinner  free  ; 
Lead  me  to  the  Lamb  of  God, 
Wash  me  in  his  precious  blood. 

3  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart; 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart: 
Breathe  thyself  into  my  breast, 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 

4  Let  me  never  from  thee  stray, 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way; 
Fill  my  soul  with  joy  divine; 
Keep  me,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 


157 


158,    159  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

1  t/O  Assurance.— Rom.  viii.  14.  16.  C.  M. 

1  T^HY  should  the  children  of  a  King 

vv    Go  mourning  all  their  days'? 
Great  Comforter,  descend,  and  bring 
Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  the  saints, 

And  seal  the  heirs  of  heaven? 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints, 
And  show  my  sins  forgiven? 

3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 

In  the  Redeemer's  blood ; 
And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 

The  pledge  of  joys  to  come; 
And  thy  soft  wings,  celestial  Dove, 
Will  safe  convey  me  home. 

1  Oy    The  Holy  Spirit  addressed  under  Darkness.    8s. 

1  "TjESCEND,  Holy  Spirit,  the  Dove, 
-*-*   And  visit  a  sorrowful  breast; 
My  burden  of  guilt  to  remove, 

And  bring  me  assurance  and  rest; 
Thou  only  hast  power  to  relieve 

A  sinner  o'erwhelmed  with  his  load; 
The  sense  of  redemption  to  give, 

And  sprinkle  his  conscience  with  blood. 

2  If,  when  I  have  put  thee  to  grief, 

And  madly  to  folly  returned, 


GRIEVED.  160,    161 

Thy  goodness  has  been  my  relief, 
And  lifted  me  up  as  I  mourned; 

O  Spirit  of  pity  and  grace, 
Relieve  me  again  and  restore; 

My  spirit  in  holiness  raise, 

To  fall  and  to  grieve  thee  no  more. 

lUU       The  Spirit  Entreated  not  to  Depart.        L.  M. 

1  QTAY,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay, 

^  Though  I  have  done  thee  such  despite ; 
Nor  cast  the  sinner  quite  away, 
Nor  take  thy  everlasting  flight. 

2  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been 

Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  received  ; 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen, 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  grieved; 

|  3  Yet,  oh,  the  chief  of  sinners  spare, 
In  honor  of  my  great  High  Priest; 
Nor,  in  thy  righteous  anger,  swear 
I  shall  not  see  thy  people's  rest. 

Now,  Lord,  my  weary  soul  release, 

I  And  raise  me  by  thy  gracious  hand ; 

Guide  me  into  thy  perfect  peace, 
And  bring  me  to  the  promised  land. 

1  0  1  The  Same.  S.  M; 

1  "pORBID  it,  Lord,  that  we, 
-*-     Who  from  thy  hand  receive 
The  Spirit's  power  to  make  us  free, 
Should  e'er  that  Spirit  grieve. 


162  HOLY  SPIRIT. 

2  Oh  keep  our  faith  alive ; 

Help  us  to  watch  and  pray; 
Lest  by  our  carelessness  we  drive 
The  sacred  guest  away. 

3  How  can  we  bear  to  lose 

Our  best  and  kindest  friend  ; 
Life,  health,  and  happiness  refuse, 
And  joys  that  never  end  1 

4  Lord,  make  us  wholly  thine ; 

Subdue  these  hearts  of  stone; 
Let  beams  of  saving-  mercy  shine, 
And  mark  us  as  thy  own. 

1  U  Zi  Fear  of  Grieving  the  Spirit.  C.  M. 

1  A  ND  shall  I  still  the  Spirit  grieve, 
-^  And  still  reject  his  call? 

Oh,  will  he  not  the  rebel  leave 
In  sin's  dark  way  to  fall  ? 

2  Shall  I  the  heavenly  Friend  refuse, 

And  drive  him  from  my  heart1? 
His  warnings  and  his  love  abuse, 
And  bid  him  hence  depart? 

3  Will  he  not  justly  give  me  o'er, 

Though  ready  now  to  save? 
Will  he  not  bar  the  heavenly  door, 
When  I  his  pity  crave  3 

4  "  Depart" — will  he  at  last  reply  ? 

Oh,  may  I  now  attend  ; 
Now  to  the  cross  for  mercy  fly, 
And  make  my  God  my  friend. 


INVITATIONS.  163,   164 

THE   GOSPEL. 

1  UO  The  Gospel  Invitation.  C.  M. 

1  T  ET  every  mortal  ear  attend, 
■"  And  every  heart  rejoice ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds, 

With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 

That  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind ; — 

3  Eternal  wisdom  has  prepared 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho  !  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die  ; — 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst, 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open,  night  and  day; 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies, 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 


ners  Invited  to  Christ.— Matt.  xi.  28.    8. 7.  4. 


164  m. 

1  POME,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden, 
^  Lost  and  ruined  by  the  fall ; 


165  THE  GOSPEL. 

If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all: 

Not  the  righteous — 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 

2  Come,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome ; 

God's  free  bounty  glorify: 
True  belief,  and  true  repentance, 
Every  grace  that  brings  us  nigh — 

Without  money, 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ,  and  buy. 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream; 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth, 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him : 

This  he  gives  you  ; 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  rising  beam. 

4  Lo !  the  incarnate  God,  ascended, 

Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood  ; 
Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly, 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude; 

None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

5  Saints  and  angels,  joined  in  concert, 

Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb ; 

While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 

Sweetly  echo  with  his  name  ; 

Hallelujah  ! 
Sinners  here  may  sing  the  same. 

I  DO  The  Gospel  Feast.  C.  M. 

1  'V'E^wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, — 
■*■    Behold  a  royal  least, 


INVITATIONS.  1G6,    1G7 

Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store 
For  every  humble  truest. 

2  See,  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms; 

He  calls,  he  bids  you  come ; 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  tear  alarms; 
But  see,  there  yet  is  room. 

3  Room  in  the  Saviour's  bleeding  heart; 

There  love  and  pity  meet; 

Nor  will  he  bid  the  soul  depart, 

That  trembles  at  his  feet. 

4  In  him  the  Father,  reconciled, 

Invites  your  souls  to  come  ; 

The  rebel  shall  be  called  a  child, 

And  kindly  welcomed  home. 

1  U  U  The  Accepted  Time.— 2  Cor.  vi.  2.  S.  M. 

1  "jVTOW  is  the  accepted  time, 
-L^  Now  is  the  day  of  grace; 
Now,  sinners,  come  without  delay, 

And  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 

2  Now  is  the  accepted  time, 

The  Saviour  calls  to-day; 
To-morrow  it  may  be  too  late — 
Then  why  should  you  delay  ? 

3  Now  is  the  accepted  time, 
The  gospel  bids  you  come; 

And  every  promise  in  his  word 
Declares  there  yet  is  room. 


167 


Tlie  Saviour's  Invitation.— John  vii.  37.  C.  M. 


1   T^HE  Saviour  calls — let  every  ear 
■■■    Attend  the  heavenly  sound  : 


168  THE  GOSPEL. 

Ye  doubting  souls,  dismiss  your  fear, 
Hope  smiles  reviving  round. 

2  For  every  thirsty,  longing  heart, 

Here  streams  of  bounty  flow; 
And  life,  and  health,  and  bliss  impart, 
To  banish  mortal  wo. 

3  Ye  sinners,  come — 'tis  mercy's  voice; 

The  gracious  call  obey  ; 
Mercy  invites  to  heavenly  joys, 
And  can  you  yet  delay  1 

4  Dear  Saviour,  draw  reluctant  hearts; 

To  thee  let  sinners  fly, 
And  take  the  bliss  thy  love  imparts, 
And  drink,  and  never  die. 

1  DO  "  Yet  there  is  roonu"  H.  I 

1  "V7"E  dying  sons  of  men, 

■*■     Sunk  deep  in  sin  and  wo, 
The  gospel's  voice  attend, 
While  Jesus  sends  to  you  ; 
Ye  perishing  and  guilty,  come; 
In  Jesus'  arms  there  yet  is  room. 

2  No  longer  now  delay  ; 

No  vain  excuses  frame ; 
He  bids  you  come  to-day, 

Though  poor,  and  blind,  and  lame 
All  things  are  ready,  sinners,  come ; 
For  every  trembling  soul  there's  room. 

3  Compelled  by  bleeding  love, 

Ye  wandering  souls,  draw  near ; 


INVITATIONS.  169,    170 

Christ  calls  you  from  above — 
His  charming  accents  hear; 
Let  whosoever  will,  now  come; 
In  mercy's  arms  there  still  is  room. 

1  0*7    "  Tlic  word  is  nigh  thee.''''— Rom.  x.  6-8.      7.  6. 

1  CAY  not,  sinner,  in  thy  heart, — 
*-*  "  Who  shall  ascend  on  high, 
Call  on  Christ  to  take  my  part, 

And  bring  him  from  the  sky!" 
Say  not,  in  thy  unbelief — 

"  Who  will  to  the  depths  descend, 
Tell  the  burdened  sinner's  grief, 

And  bring  the  sinner's  Friend  1" 

2  No,  the  gracious  word  of  faith 

Hath  taught  thee  better  things  ; 
"  Inward  turn  thine  eye,"  it  saith  ; 

Christ  to  thee  it  brings: 
Christ  is  ready  to  impart 

Light  and  life  to  those  who  sigh  ; 
"In  thy  mouth  and  in  thy  heart, 

The  word  is  ever  nigh." 

1  I  U  Tlie  Heavy-laden  Invited.  L.  M. 

1  "pOME  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 

^  Ye  heavy  laden  sinners,  come ; 
I'll  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 

2  "They  shall  find  rest,  who  learn  of  me; 

I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind ; 


171,   172  THE  GOSPEL. 

But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 
And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 

3  "  Bless'd  is  the  man,  whose  shoulders  take 

My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight ; 
My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck, 

My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light." 

4  Jesus,  we  come  at  thy  command ; 

With  faith  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal, 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand, 

To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 

1/1  The  Same.  7s. 

1  POME,  ye  weary  souls  oppress'd, 
^  Find  in  Christ  the  promised  rest; 
On  him  all  your  burdens  roll, 

He  can  wound,  and  he  make  whole. 

2  Ye  who  dread  the  wrath  of  God, 
Come  and  wash  in  Jesus'  blood : 
To  the  Son  of  David  cry  ; 

In  his  word  he's  passing  by. 

3  Naked,  guilty,  poor,  and  blind, 
All  your  wants  in  Jesus  find; 
This  the  day  of  mercy  is, 
Now  accept  the  proffered  bliss. 


1  /  Z/  The  Voice  of  Free  Grace. 

1  HHHE  voice  of  free  grace  cries,  "  Escape 
*      to  the  mountain  ; 
For  Adam's  lost  race  Christ  hath  opened  a 
fountain ; 


INVITATIONS.  172 

For  sin,  and  uncleanness,  and  every  trans- 
gression, 

His  blood  flows  most  freely  in  streams  of 
salvation. 

CHORUS. 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  who  hath  bought  us  our 

pardon  ; 
"We'll  praise  him  again  when  we  pass  over  Jordan. 

2  Ye  souls  that  are  wounded,  to  Jesus  re- 

pair; 

He  calls  you  in  mercy — and  can  you  for- 
bear ; 

Though  your  sins  have  arisen  as  high  as 
a  mountain, 

His  blood  can  remove  them — it  flows  from 
the  fountain. 

3  Bless'd  Jesus,  thou  reignest  exalted  and 

glorious  ; 

O'er  sin,  death  and  hell,  thou  art  ever  vic- 
torious ; 

Thy  name  will  we  praise  in  the  great  con- 
gregation, 

And  triumph,  ascribing  to  thee  our  sal- 
vation. 

4  With  joy  shall  we  stand,  when  escaped  to 

the  shore ; 
With  harps  in  our  hands,  we'll  praise  thee 

the  more ; 
We'll  range  the  sweet  plains  on  the  bank 

of  the  river, 
And  sinsr  of  salvation  for  ever  and  ever. 


1 73,   1 74  THE  GOSPEL. 

1  i  O  The  Sinner  Called.  S.  M. 

1  TJETURN  and  come  to  God; 
-"-■•  Cast  all  your  sins  away; 

Seek  ye  the  Saviour's  cleansing  blood  ; 
Repent,  believe,  obey. 

2  Say  not  ye  cannot  come — 

For  Jesus  bled,  and  died, 
That  none  who  ask  in  humble  faith 
Should  ever  be  denied. 

3  Say  not  ye  will  not  come — 

'Tis  God  vouchsafes  to  call ; 
And  fearful  shall  their  end  be  found, 
On  whom  his  wrath  shall  fall. 

4  Come  then,  whoever  will, 

Come  while  'tis  called  to-day  ; 
Flee  to  the  Saviour's  cleansing  blood ; 
Repent,  believe,  obey. 

1/4  Behold,  I  stand  at  the  Door. —Rev.  Hi.  20.    L.  M. 

1  T>  EHOLD  a  stranger  at  the  door ! 

-*-'  He  gently  knocks — has  knocked  before; 
Has  waited  long — is  waiting  still : 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  Oh,  lovely  attitude,  he  stands 
With  melting  heart  and  open  hands ! 
Oh,  matchless  kindness !  and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes  ! 

3  But  will  he  prove  a  friend  indeed  1 
He  will — the  very  friend  you  need ; 


INVITATIONS.  175 

The  friend  of  sinners — yes,  'tis  He, 
With  garments  died  on  Calvary. 

4  Rise,  touched  with  gratitude  divine; 
Turn  out  his  enemy  and  thine, 
Turn  out  that  hateful  monster,  sin, 
And  let  the  heavenly  stranger  in. 

5  Admit  him,  ere  his  anger  burn, 
Lest  he  depart,  and  ne'er  return ; 
Admit  him,  or  the  hour's  at  hand, 
When  at  his  door  denied  you'll  stand. 

I/O       The  Backslider.— Jer.  xxxi.  18—20.         L.  M. 

1  "DETURN,  O  wand'rer,  now  return, 
•*-*'  And  seek  an  injured  Father's  face ; 
Those  warm  desires  that  in  thee  burn, 

Were  kindled  by  reclaiming  grace. 

2  Return,  O  wand'rer,  now  return, 

And  seek  a  Father's  melting  heart ; 
His  pitying  eyes  thy  grief  discern, 
His  hand  shall  heal  thy  inward  smart. 

3  Return,  O  wand'rer,  now  return, 

Thy  Saviour  bids  thy  spirit  live; 
Go  to  his  bleeding  feet,  and  learn 
How  freely  Jesus  can  forgive. 

4  Return,  O  wand'rer,  now  return, 

And  wipe  away  the  falling  tear; 
'Tis  God  who  says,  "  No  longer  mourn," 
'Tis  mercy's  voice  invites  thee  near. 


176,177  THE  GOSPEL. 

1/0  Pardon  and  Peace  Offered.  7s. 

1  VE  who  in  his  courts  are  found, 

■*■  Listening  to  the  joyful  sound, 
Lost  and  helpless  as  ye  are, 
Full  of  sorrow,  sin,  and  care, 
Glorify  the  King  of  Kings ; 
Take  the  peace  the  gospel  brings. 

2  Turn  to  Christ  your  longing  eyes, 
View  his  bleeding  sacrifice; 

See  in  him  your  sins  forgiven, 
Pardon,  holiness,  and  heaven: 
Glorify  the  King  of  Kings, 
Take  the  peace  the  gospel  brings. 

1  /    /        The  Invitation.— Rev.  xxii.  17,  20.  S.M. 

1  T^HE  Spirit,  in  our  hearts, 

■*■    Is  whispering,  "  Sinner,  come;" 
The  bride,  the  church  of  Christ,  proclaims 
To  all  his  children,  "  Come." 

2  Let  him  that  heareth  say 

To  all  about  him,  "  Come ;" 
Let  him  that  thirsts  for  righteousness, 
To  Christ,  the  fountain,  come. 

3  Yes,  whosoever  will, 

Oh  let  him  freely  come, 
And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life ; 
'Tis  Jesus  bids  him  come. 

4  Lo!  Jesus,  who  invites, 

Declares,  "  I  quickly  come :" 
Lord,  even  so;  we  wait  thy  hour; 
Jesus,  our  Saviour,  come. 


INVITATIONS.  178,  179 


178 


The  Weary  Invited.  L.  M. 

/^OME,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed, 
^Come,  and  accept  the  promised  rest; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 
And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 
Oppressed  with  sin,  a  painful  load, 
Oh  come,  and  spread  your  woes  abroad : 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love, 
With  all  the  painful  load  remove. 
Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 
To  cleanse  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes: 
Pardon  and  life,  and  endless  peace, 
How  rich  the  gift,  how  free  the  grace ! 
Lord,  we  accept,  with  thankful  heart, 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart: 
We  come  with  trembling,  yet  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  kind  inviting-  voice. 


The  Gospel  Invitati on. —Isaiah  Iv.  1.         L.  M. 


179 

1  XTO  !  every  one  that  thirsts,  draw  nigh; 
-*--*-  'Tis  God  invites  the  fallen  race; 
Mercy  and  free  salvation  buy, 

Buy  wine,  and  milk,  and  gospel  grace. 

2  Ye  nothing  in  exchange  can  give  ; 

Leave  all  ye  have  and  are,  behind  ; 
Freely  the  gift  of  God  receive, 
Pardon  and  peace  in  Jesus  find. 

3  Come  to  the  living  waters,  come; 

Sinners,  obey  your  Maker's  call, 


180,  181  THE  GOSPEL. 

Return,  ye  weary  wanderers,  home, 
And  find  my  grace  is  free  for  all. 

loU         The  Saviour's  Call.— Matt.  xi.  28.  7s. 

1  /^OME,  ye  weary  sinners,  come, 

^  All  who  groan  beneath  your  load  ; 
Jesus  calls  the  wand'rers  home ; 

Hasten  to  your  pardoning  God  : 
Come,  ye  guilty  souls  oppress'd, 

Answer  to  the  Saviour's  call — 
"  Come,  and  I  will  give  you  rest; 

Come,  and  I  will  save  you  all." 

2  Burdened  with  a  world  of  grief, 

Burdened  with  our  sinful  load, 
Burdened  with  this  unbelief, 

Burdened  with  the  wrath  of  God, 
Lo,  we  come  to  thee  for  ease — 

True  and  gracious  as  thou  art ; 
Now  our  weary  souls  release, 

Write  forgiveness  on  our  heart. 

1 0  1  The  Gospel  Message.  8.  7.  4. 

1  ^INNERS,  will  you  scorn  the  message 
^  Sent  in  mercy  from  above  1 

Every  sentence — oh  how  tender! 
Every  line  is  full  of  love ; 

Listen  to  it — 
Every  line  is  full  of  love. 

2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  gospel 

News  from  Zion's  King  proclaim — 


INVITATIONS.  182 

"Pardon  to  each  rebel  sinner, 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name:" 
How  important! — 
"Free  forgiveness  in  his  name." 

3  Tempted  souls,  they  bring  you  succor; 

Fearful  hearts,  they  quell  your  fears; 
And,  with  news  of  consolation, 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears; 

Tender  heralds — 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears. 

4  False  professors,  groveling  worldlings, 

Callous  hearers  of  the  word — 

While  the  messengers  address  you, 

Take  the  warnings  they  afford; 

We  entreat  you — 
Take  the  warnings  they  afford. 

lo!^        Peace  to  the  Troubled  Soul.  L.  M.     61. 

1  TDEACE,  troubled  soul,  whose  plaintive 
-"-  moan 

Has  taught  each  scene  the  note  of  wo; 
Cease  thy  complaint,  suppress  thy  groan, 

And  let  thy  tears  forget  to  flow ; 
Behold,  the  precious  balm  is  found, 
To  lull  thy  pain,  to  heal  thy  wound. 

2  Come,  freely  come,  by  sin  oppressed, 
Unburthen  here  thy  weighty  load  ; 

Here  find  thy  refuge  and  thy  rest, 

And  trust  the  mercy  of  thy  God; 
Thy  God's  thy  Saviour — glorious  word ! 
Oh  hear,  believe,  and  bles9  the  Lord. 

K 


183,   184  THE  GOSPEL. 

lO«5  Life  the  Day  of  Salvation.  L.  M. 

1  T  IFE  is  the  time  to-  serve  the  Lord, 

-"  The  time  to  insure  the  great  reward ; 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
The  vilest  sinner  may  return. 

2  Life  is  the  hour  that  God  has  given 
To  'scape  from  hell  and  fly  to  heaven; 
The  day  of  grace,  and  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day. 

3  Then,  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 
My  hands,  with  all  your  might  pursue; 
Since  no  device  nor  work  is  found, 
Nor  faith  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

4  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  pass'd 
In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  haste; 
But  darkness,  death,  and  long  despair, 
Reign  in  eternal  silence  there. 


The  Alarm,  7.  6. 


184 

1  OTOP,  poor  sinner,  stop  ami  think, 
^  Before  you  farther  go  ; 

Will  you  sport  upon  the  brink 

Of  everlasting  wo? 
Once  again  we  charge  you  stop; 

For  unless  you  warning  take, 
Ere  you  are  aware,  you  drop 

Into  the  burning  lake. 

2  Say,  have  you  an  arm  like  God, 

That  you  his  will  oppose ! 


WARNINGS.  185 

Fear  you  not  that  iron  rod 

With  which  he  breaks  his  foes? 

Can  you  stand  in  that  dread  day, 
When  he  judgment  shall  proclaim, 

And  the  earth  shall  melt  away, 
Like  wax  before  the  flame  1 

3  Soon  relentless  death  will  come, 

To  drag-  you  to  his  bar  ; 
Then,  to  hear  your  awful  doom 

Will  fill  you  with  despair  ; 
All  your  sins  will  round  you  crowd, 

Sins  of  a  blood-crimson  dye, 
Each  for  vengeance  crying-  loud ; 

And  what  can  you  reply  7 

4  Though  your  heart  be  made  of  steel, 

Your  forehead  lined  with  brass, 
God  at  length  will  make  you  feel; 

He  will  not  let  you  pass. 
Sinners  then  in  vain  will  call, 

(Though  they  now  despise  his  grace,) 
"  Rocks  and  mountains,  on  us  fall, 

And  hide  us  from  his  face." 

lOO  Few  Saved.— Luke  xiii.  23.  S.  M. 

1  "TiESTRUCTION'S  dangerous  road 
•U  What  multitudes  pursue  ! 

While  that  which  leads  the  soul  to  God 
Is  known  or  sought  by  few. 

2  Believers  enter  in 

By  Christ,  the  living  gate : 


186  THE  GOSPEL. 

But  those  who  will  not  leave  their  sin, 
Complain  it  is  too  strait. 

3  If  self  must  be  denied, 

And  sin  forsaken  quite, 
They  rather  choose  the  way  that's  wide, 
And  strive  to  think  it  right. 

4  Encompassed  by  a  throng1, 

On  numbers  they  depend  ; 
They  say,  so  many  can't  be  wrong, 
And  miss  a  happy  end. 

5  But  hear  the  Saviour's  word, 

"  Strive  for  the  heavenly  gate, 
Many  will  call  upon  the  Lord, 
And  find  their  cries  too  late." 

6  Oh  hear  the  gospel  call, 

And  enter  while  you  may ; 
The  flock  of  Christ  is  always  small, 
Yet  none  are  safe  but  they. 

7  Lord,  open  sinners'  eyes, 

Their  awful  state  to  see ; 
And  make  them,  ere  the  storm  arise, 
To  thee  for  safety  flee. 


186 


"  Why  will  ye  £>/e." 


^INNERS,  turn,  why  will  ye  die? 
^  God  your  Maker  asks  you  why ; 
God  who  did  you  being  give, 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live; 
He  the  fatal  cause  demands, 
Asks  the  work  of  his  own  hands; 


WARNINGS.  187 

Why,  ye  thankless  creatures,  why 
Will  ye  cross  his  love,  and  die? 

2  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die! 
God  your  Saviour  asks  you  why; 
He  who  did  your  souls  retrieve — 
Died  himself  that  ye  might  live. 
Will  ye  let  him  die  in  vain? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again  ? 
Why,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  why 
Will  ye  slight  his  grace,  and  die  1 

3  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die! 
God  the  Spirit  asks  you  why ; 
Now  his  influence  from  above, 
Moves  you  to  embrace  his  love : 
Will  ye  not  his  ^race  receive? 
Will  ye  still  refuse  to  live? 
Why,  ye  long-sought  sinners,  why 
Will  ye  grieve  your  God,  and  die  ? 

1  O  I  The  Time  is  short.  C.  M. 

1  HTHE  time  is  short — ye  sinners  fear 

■*•    To  trifle  time  away  ; 
The  word  of  great  salvation  hear, 
While  it  is  called  to-day. 

2  The  time  is  short — ye  rebels,  now 

To  Christ  the  Lord  submit; 
To  mercy's  golden  sceptre  bow, 
And  fall  at  Jesus'  feet. 

3  The  time  is  short — ye  saints,  rejoice ; 

The  Lord  will  quickly  come ; 
Soon  shall  you  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice, 
To  call  you  to  your  home. 


The  Danger  of  Delay. 


188,   189  THE  GOSPEL. 

4  The  time  is  short,  the  moment  near, 
When  we  shall  dwell  above, 
And  be  for  ever  happy  there, 
With  Jesus,  whom  we  love. 

188 

1  TTASTEN,  sinner,  to  be  wise; 

■*■  -*•  Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun : 
Wisdom,  if  you  still  despise, 
Harder  is  it  to  be  won. 

2  Hasten  mercy  to  implore  ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 
Lest  thy  season  should  be  o'er, 
Ere  this  evening's  stage  be  run. 

3  Hasten,  sinner,  to  return  ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun ; 
Lest  thy  lamp  should  cease  to  burn, 
Ere  salvation's  work  is  done. 

4  Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  blest ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 
Lest  perdition  thee  arrest, 
Ere  the  morrow  is  begun. 

5  Lord,  do  thou  the  sinner  turn; 

Rouse  him  from  his  senseless  state; 
Let  him  not  thy  counsel  spurn ; 
And  lament  his  choice  too  late. 

1 0  a  The  Uncertainty  of  Life.  S.  M. 

1  nnO-MORROW,  Lord,  is  thine, 
-**    Lodged  in  thy  sovereign  hand ; 


WARNINGS.  1 90 

And  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine, 
It  shines  by  thy  command. 

2  The  present  moment  flies, 

And  bears  our  life  away  ; 
Oh  make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 
That  they  may  live  to-day. 

3  Since  on  this  winged  hour 

Eternity  is  hung, 
Awaken,  by  thy  mighty  power, 
The  aged  and  the  young. 

4  One  thing  demands  our  care — 

Oh,  be  it  now  pursued ; 
Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renewed. 

5  To  Jesus  may  we  fiy, 

Swift  as  the  morning  light, 
Lest  life's  young  golden  beams  should  die 
In  sudden,  endless  night. 

1  *J  \)    Repentance  Commanded.— Acts  xvii.  30.     C.  M. 

1  T3EPENT,  (the  voice  celestial  cries,) 
■*••  No  longer  dare  delay  ; 

The  wretch  that  scorns  the  mandate  dies, 
And  meets  a  fiery  day. 

2  Ye  sinners,  in  his  presence  bow, 

And  all  your  guilt  confess; 
Accept  the  offered  Saviour  now, 
Nor  trifle  with  his  grace. 

3  Bow  ere  the  awful  trumpet  sound 

And  call  you  to  his  bar; 


191,   192  THE  GOSPEL. 

For  mercy  knows  the  appointed  bound, 
And  turns  to  vengeance  there. 
4  Amazing  love,  that  yet  will  call, 
And  yet  prolong-  our  days ! 

Our  hearts,  subdued  by  goodness,  fall, 
And  weep,  and  love,  and  praise. 

1  C/  1  The  Sinner  Warned.  7s. 

1  QJINNER,  rouse  thee  from  thy  sleep ; 
^  Wake,  and  o'er  thy  folly  weep; 
Raise  thy  spirit  dark  and  dead ; 
Jesus  waits  his  light  to  shed. 

2  Wake  from  sleep,  arise  from  death ; 
See  the  bright  and  living  path  : 
Watchful  tread  that  path — be  wise ; 
Leave  thy  folly,  seek  the  skies. 

3  Leave  thy  folly,  cease  from  crime, 
From  this  hour  redeem  thy  time; 
Life  secure,  without  delay  ; 

Evil  is  the  mortal  day. 

4  Rouse  thee,  sinner,  from  thy  sleep; 
Wake,  and  o'er  thy  folly  weep ; 
Jesus  calls  from  death  and  night, 
Jesus  waits  to  shed  his  light. 

1  y  2s  Life  the  Accepted  Time.  L.  M. 

1  TT^HILE  life  prolongs  its  precious  light, 
^  *  Mercy  is  found  and  peace  is  given ; 
But  soon,  ah  soon,  approaching  night 
Shall  blot  out  every  hope  of  heaven. 


WARNINGS.  193 

2  While  God  invites,  how  bless'd  the  day ! 
How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming-  sound  ! 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  oh  haste  away, 
While  yet  a  pardoning  God  he's  found. 

3  Soon,  borne  on  time's  most  rapid  wing, 
Shall  death  command  you  to  the  grave; 
Before  his  bar  your  spirits  bring, 

And  none  be  found  to  hear  or  save. 

4  In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair, 

No  sabbath's  heavenly  light  shall  rise; 
No  God  regard  your  bitter  prayer, 
Nor  Saviour  call  you  to  the  skies. 

1  *J*J  Sinners  Warned  and  Entreated.  C.  M. 

1  OIXXERS,  the  voice  of  God  regard; 
^  His  mercy  speaks  to-day  ; 

He  calls  you,  by  his  sovereign  word, 
From  sin's  destructive  way. 

2  Like  the  rough  sea  that  cannot  rest, 

You  live  devoid  of  peace  ; 
A  thousand  stings  within  your  breast 
Deprive  your  souls  of  ease. 

3  Your  way  is  dark,  and  leads  to  hell; 
Why  will  you  persevere ! 

Can  you  in  endless  torments  dwell, 

Shut  up  in  black  despair] 
Why  will  you  in  the  crooked  ways 

Of  sin  and  folly  go? 
In  pain  you  travel  all  your  days, 

To  reap  eternal  wo ! 


194,   195  THE  GOSPEL. 

5  But  he  that  turns  to  God  shall  live 

Through  his  abounding  grace; 
His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive 
Of  those  that  seek  his  face. 

6  His  love  exceeds  your  highest  thoughts; 

He  pardons  like  a  God ; 
He  will  forgive  your  numerous  faults, 
Through  a  Redeemer's  blood. 

1  «7  4  The  Scoffer's  Mistake.  C.  M. 

1  T7"E  scoffers,  your  expiring  breath 

■*■  Consigns  your  souls  to  ehains ; 
By  the  last  agonies  of  death 
Sent  down  to  fiercer  pains. 

2  When  iron  slumbers  bind  your  flesh, 

With  strange  surprise  you'll  find 
Immortal  vigor  spring  afresh, 
And  tortures  wake  the  mind. 

3  Then  you'll  confess  the  frightful  names 

Of  plagues  you  scorned  before, 
No  more  appear  like  idle  dreams, 
Like  foolish  tales  no  more. 

4  Then  will  you  curse  that  fatal  day, 

(With  flames  upon  your  tongues,) 
When  you  exchanged  your  souls  away 
For  vanity  and  songs. 

X  t/  0    Warning  to  the  Sinners- -Ezek.  xxii.  14. 

1  ^INNER,  art  thou  still  secure? 
^  Wilt  thou  still  refuse  to  pray  1 


WARNINGS.  196 

Can  thy  heart  or  hand  endure, 
In  the  Lord's  avenging-  day? 

2  See,  his  mighty  arm  is  bared; 

Awful  terrors  clothe  his  brow  ! 

For  his  judgements  stand  prepared ; 

Thou  must  either  break  or  bow. 

3  At  his  presence,  nature  shakes ; 

Earth,  affrighted,  hastes  to  flee  ; 
Solid  mountains  melt  like  wax — 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  1 

4  Who  his  coming  may  abide? 

You  that  glory  in  your  shame, 
Will  you  find  a  place  to  hide, 

When  the  world  is  wrapped  in  flame? 

5  Lord,  prepare  us,  by  thy  grace, 

For  that  day  when  thou  shalt  come ; 
Be  our  shield  and  hiding-place, 
And  receive  us,  ransomed,  home. 

J.t7U  The  Judgement  Hastening.  C.  M. 

1  1VTOW  is  the  time,  the  accepted  hour, 
•^   O  sinners,  come  away  ; 
The  Saviour's  knocking  at  your  door — 
Arise,  without  delay. 

Oh  don't  refuse  to  give  him  room, 
Lest  mercy  should  withdraw; 

He'll  then  in  robes  of  vengeance  come,, 
To  execute  his  law. 
3  Then  where,  poor  mortals,  will  you  be, 
If  destitute  of  grace, 


197,   198  THE  GOSPEL. 

When  you  your  injured  Judge  shall  see, 
And  stand  before  his  face  1 

4  Oh  !  could  you  shun  that  dreadful  sight, 

How  would  you  wish  to  fly 
To  the  dark  shades  of  endless  night, 
From  that  all-searching  eye! 

5  Let  not  these  warnings  be  in  vain, 

But  lend  a  listening  ear; 
Lest  you  should  meet  them  all  again, 
When  wrapt  in  keen  despair. 

It7  /  "  Where  their  rvorm  dicth  not.'"  8.  7. 

1  Q  INNER,  can  you  slight  the  Saviour, 
^z  Press  your  downward  way  to  hell, 
Sink  your  priceless  soul  for  ever, 

Where  the  lost  in  anguish  dwell  ? 

2  Conscience  is  a  worm  undying, 

Guilt  an  everlasting  fire  ; 
Hope,  its  blessed  beam  denying, 
Must  from  that  dark  world  retire. 

3  In  that  prison,  endless  moanings, 

Blasphemies,  and  madness  dwell ; 
Chains  of  darkness,  shrieks  and  groanings — 
This,  O  sinner,  this  is  hell. 

1 1/  O         Pozver  of  the  Gospel.— Horn.  i.  16.         L.  M. 

1  TT7HAT  shall  the  dying  sinner  do, 
^*    That  seeks  relief  for  all  his  wo? 
Where  shall  the  guilty  conscience  find 
Ease  for  the  torment  of  the  mind  ? 


ITS  BLESSINGS.  199 

2  How  shall  we  have  our  crimes  forgiven, 
Or  form  our  natures  fit  for  heaven] 
Can  souls  all  o'er  defiled  with  sin 

Make  their  own  powers  and  passions  clean? 

3  In  vain  we  search,  in  vain  we  try, 
Till  Jesus  brings  his  gospel  nigh; 
'Tis  there  that  power  and  glory  dwell, 
Which  save  rebellious  souls  from  hell. 

4  This  is  the  pillar  of  our  hope, 
That  bears  our  fainting  spirits  up; 

We  read  the  grace — we  trust  the  word, 
And  find  salvation  in  the  Lord. 

1  C/ JJ  Restoration  by  Christ.  C.  M. 

1  TTOW  sad  our  state  by  nature  is ! 
-*--*-  Our  sin — how  deep  it  stains! 
And  Satan  holds  our  captive  minds 
Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 
!  2  But,  the  inviting  voice  of  grace 

Sounds  from  the  sacred  word — 
"Ho!  ye  despairing  sinners,  come, 
And  trust  upon  the  Lord." 

3  My  soul  obeys  the  almighty  call, 

And  runs  to  this  relief; 
I  would  believe  thy  promise,  Lord, 
Oh  help  my  unbelief. 

4  To  the  dear  fountain  of  thy  blood, 

Incarnate  God,  I  fly  ; 
Here  let  me  wash  my  spotted  soul 
From  crimes  of  deepest  dye. 


200,  201  THE  GOSPEL, 

5  A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm, 
On  thy  kind  arms  I  fall ; 
Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
My  Jesus,  and  my  all. 

£\J\J  Redeeming  Love.  7s. 

1  TVTOW  begin  the  heavenly  theme — 
-L^  Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name  ; 

Ye  who  his  salvation  prove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

2  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears; 
Banish  all  your  guilty  fears; 

See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, 
Cancelled  by  redeeming  love. 

3  Ye,  alas,  who  long  have  been 
Willing  slaves  to  death  and  sin — 
Now  from  bliss  no  longer  rove ; 
Stop,  and  taste  redeeming  love. 

4  Welcome,  all  by  sin  oppress'd, 
Welcome  to  his  sacred  rest; 
Nothing  brought  him  from  above — 
Nothing  but  redeeming  love. 

5  Hither,  then,  your  music  bring, 
Strike  aloud  each  joyful  string ; 
Mortals,  join  the  hosts  above — 
Join  to  praise  redeeming  love. 

JJ\J  1         God  made  known  in  the  Gospel.  L.  M. 

1  (~1  OD,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 
^  Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known : 


ITS  BLESSINGS.  202 

Where  love  in  all  its  glory  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 

2  Here,  sinners,  of  a  humble  frame, 

May  taste  his  grace,  and  learn  his  name; 
May  read,  in  characters  of  blood, 
The  wisdom,  power,  and  grace  of  God. 

3  The  prisoner  here  may  break  his  chains, 
The  weary  rest  from  all  his  pains, 

The  captive  feel  his  bondage  cease, 
The  mourner  find  the  way  of  peace. 

4  Here  faith  reveals  to  mortal  eyes 
A  brighter  world  beyond  the  skies ; 
Here  shines  the  light  which  guides  our  way 
From  earth  to  realms  of  endless  day. 

5  Oh  grant  us  grace,  almighty  Lord, 
To  read  and  mark  thy  holy  word ; 
Its  truths  with  meekness  to  receive, 
And  by  its  holy  precepts  live. 

2(J2       The  Mercy  of  God.— Ps.  lxxxix.  1.  lis. 

1  T^HY  mercy,  my  God,  is  the  theme  of 
■*■  my  song, 

The  joy  of  my  heart,  and  the  boast  of  my 

tongue ; 
Thy  free  grace  alone,  from  the  first  to  the 

last, 
Hath  won  my  affections,  and  bound  my 

soul  fast. 

2  The  door  of  thy  mercy  stands  open  all  day 
To  the  poor  and  the  needy  who  knock  by 

the  way ; 


203,  204  THE  GOSPEL. 

No  sinner  shall  ever  be  empty  sent  back, 
Who  comes  the  free  gift  of  salvation  to  take. 

3  Thy  mercy  in  Jesus  exempts  me  from  hell ; 
Tts  glories  I'll  sing,  and  its  wonders  I'll  tell; 
'Twas  Jesus,  my  friend,  when  he  hung  on 

the  tree, 
Who  opened  the  channel  of  mercy  for  me. 

4  Great  Father  of  mercies !  thy  goodness  I 

own, 
And  the  covenant  love  of  thy  crucified  Son: 
All  praise  to  the  Spirit,  whose  whisper 

divine 
Seals  mercy,  and  pardon,  and  righteousness 

mine. 

203  The  Ark.  S.  M. 

1  (~\K  cease,  my  wandering  soul, 
"  On  restless  wing  to  roam  ; 
All  the  wide  world,  to  either  pole, 

Has  not  for  thee  a  home. 

2  Behold  the  ark  of  God, 

Behold  the  open  door ; 
Oh  haste  to  gain  that  dear  abode, 
And  rove,  my  soul,  no  more. 

3  There  safe  thou  shalt  abide, 

There  sweet  shall  bo  thy  rest ; 
Thy  every  longing  satisfied — 
With  full  salvation  bless'd. 

204  The  Faithfulness  of  God.  CM. 

1  T3EGIN,    my    tongue,    some    heavenly 
-*-*  Awake  my  voice  and  sing       [theme, 


ITS  GLORY.  205 

The  mighty  works,  or  mightier  name, 
Of  our  eternal  King. 

2  Tell  of  his  wondrous  faithfulness, 

And  sound  his  power  abroad; 
Sing  the  sweet  promise  of  his  grace, 
And  the  performing  God. 

3  Proclaim  salvation  from  the  Lord, 

To  wretched,  dying  men ; 
His  hand  has  writ  the  sacred  word 
With  an  immortal  pen. 

4  Engraved  as  in  eternal  brass, 

The  mighty  promise  shines; 
Nor  can  the  powers  of  darkness  rase 
Those  everlasting  lines. 

5  Oh,  might  I  hear  his  heavenly  tongue 

But  whisper  "Thou  art  mine;" 
Those  gentle  words  should  raise  my  song 
To  notes  almost  divine. 


Salvation  by  Grace.  S.  M. 


205 

1  /^RACE  !  'tis  a  charming  sound, 
^~*   Harmonious  to  the  ear; 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 

And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  the  way 

To  save  rebellious  man; 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display, 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  led  my  roving  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road ; 

L 


206,  207  THE  GOSPEL. 

And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 
Through  everlasting-  days; 
It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 

^UU    The  Glory  of  Redemption— Is*,  xliv.23.   C.  M. 

1  "RATHER,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines! 
■*•    How  high  thy  wonders  rise! 
Known  through  the  earth  by  thousand  signs, 

By  thousands  through  the  skies. 

2  But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design, 

To  save  rebellious  worms, 
Where  vengeance  and  compassion  join 
In  their  divinest  forms  ; — 

3  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known ; 

Nor  dares  a  creature  guess 
Which  of  the  glories  brightest  shone — 
The  justice  or  the  grace. 

4  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 

Adorn  the  heavenly  plains; 
Bright  seraphs  learn  Immanuers  name, 
And  try  their  choicest  strains. 

5  Oh,  may  I  bear  some  humble  part, 

In  that  immortal  song ! 
Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 
And  love  command  my  tongue. 

sZ\JI  The  Three  Mounts.  7s. 

1  TX7"HEN  on  Sinai's  top  I  see 
"   God  descend  in  majesty, 


ITS  GLORY.  208 

To  proclaim  his  holy  law, 
All  my  spirit  sinks  with  awe. 

2  When,  in  ecstasy  sublime, 
Tabor's  glorious  steep  I  climb, 
At  the  too  transporting  light, 
Darkness  rushes  o'er  my  sight. 

3  When  on  Calvary  I  rest — 
God,  in  flesh  made  manifest, 
Shines  in  my  Redeemer's  face, 
Full  of  beauty,  truth,  and  grace. 

4  Here  I  would  for  ever  stay, 
Weep  and  gaze  my  soul  away  ; 
Thou  art  heaven  on  earth  to  me, 
Lovely,  mournful  Calvary. 

,2  (JO         Tfte  Blood  of  Christ.- Rev.  i.  5.  C.  M. 

1  'TWERE  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood 
-■-  Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins; 

And  sinners  plunged  beneath  that  flood, 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day; 
And  there  may  I,  though  vile  as  he, 
Wash  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Dear,  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ransomed  church  of  God 
Be  saved,  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 


209  THE  GOSPEL. 

Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

5  Then,  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song", 
I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save, 
When  this  poor  lisping,  faltering  tongue 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 


Christ  our  Light  and  Salvation.  S.  M. 


209 

1  TTOW  heavy  is  the  night 
-*--*-  That  hangs  upon  our  eyes, 
Till  Christ,  with  his  reviving  light, 

Over  our  souls  arise  ! 

2  Our  guilty  spirits  dread 

To  meet  the  wrath  of  heaven; 
But,  in  his  righteousness  arrayed, 
We  see  our  sins  forgiven. 

3  Unholy  and  impure 

Are  all  our  thoughts  and  ways ; 
His  hands  infected  nature  cure, 
With  sanctifying  grace. 

4  The  powers  of  hell  agree 

To  hold  our  souls,  in  vain: 
He  sets  the  sons  of  bondage  free, 
And  breaks  the  cursed  chain. 

5  Lord,  we  adore  thy  ways 

To  bring  us  near  to  God  ; 
Thy  sovereign  power,  thy  healing  grace, 
And  thy  atoning  blood. 


210 


ITS  GLORY.  210,211 


The  Gospel  Proclaimed.  H.  M. 


"DRATSE  to  the  Lord  on  high, 
-*-     Who  spreads  his  triumphs  wide  ; 
While  Jesus'  fragrant  name 
Is  breathed  on  every  side; 
Balmy  and  rich  the  odors  rise, 
And  fill  the  earth  and  reach  the  skies. 
Ten  thousand  dying-  souls 

Its  influence  "feel,  and  live  ; 
Sweeter  than  vital  air 

The  incense  they  receive  ; 
They  breathe  anew,  and  rise  and  sing' 
Jesus  the  Lord,  their  conquering  King. 

But  sinners  scorn  the  grace 

That  brings  salvation  nigh  ; 

They  turn  away  their  face, 

And  faint,  and  fall,  and  die. 

So  sad  a  doom  ye  saints  deplore, 

For  oh,  they  fall  to  rise  no  more. 


Praise  for  Salvation.  C.  M. 


211 

1  SALVATION  !  oh,  the  joyful  sound  ; 
^  'Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears; 

A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay ; 
But  we  arise  by  grace  divine, 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 


212  THE  GOSPEL. 

3  Salvation !  let  the  echo  fly 
The  spacious  earth  around  ; 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 


212 


Come  and  Welcome. 


1  "PROM  the  cross  uplifted  high, 

-*-  Where  the  Saviour  deigns  to  die. 
What  melodious  sounds  we  hear, 
Bursting  on  the  ravished  ear ! — 
"  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done — 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come  ! 

2  Sprinkled  now  with  blood  the  throne, 
Why  beneath  thy  burdens  groan  1 
On  my  pierced  body  laid, 

Justice  owns  the  ransom  paid — 
Bow  the  knee,  and  kiss  the  Son — 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come  I 

3  Spread  for  thee,  the  festal  board 
See  with  richest  dainties  stored  ; 
To  thy  Father's  bosom  pressed, 
Yet  again  a  child  confessed, 
Never  from  his  house  to  roam  — 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 

4  Soon  the  days  of  life  shall  end ; 
Lo,  I  come — your  Saviour,  Friend, 
Safe  your  spirits  to  convey 

To  the  realms  of  endless  day, 

Up  to  my  eternal  home — 

Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come !" 


ITS  GLORY.  213,214 

1)  1  O  The  Fountain  of  Life.  C.  M. 

1  r^H,  what  amazing-  words  of  grace 
^  Are  in  the  gospel  found ! 
Suited  to  every  sinner's  case, 

Who  hears  the  joyful  sound. 

2  Come,   then,   with    all   your   wants    and 

Your  every  burden  bring  ;         [wounds, 
Here  love,  unchanging  love,  abounds, 
A  deep  celestial  spring. 

3  Millions  of  sinners,  vile  as  you, 

Have  here  found  life  and  peace; 
Come,  then,  and  prove  its  virtues  too, 
And  drink,  adore,  and  bless. 

£  14  Reception  of  the  Gospel— \  Cor.  i.  23,  24.  C.  M. 

1  f^HRIST  and  his  cross  are  all  our  theme; 
^  The  mysteries  that  we  speak 

Are  scandal  in  the  Jew's  esteem, 
And  folly  to  the  Greek. 

2  But  souls  enlightened  from  above 

With  joy  receive  the  word  ; 
They  see  what  wisdom,  power,  and  love, 
Shine  in  their  dying  Lord. 

3  The  vital  savor  of  his  name 

Restores  their  fainting  breath  ; 
But  unbelief  perverts  the  same 
To  guilt,  despair,  and  death. 

4  Till  God  diffuse  his  graces  down 

Like  showers  of  heavenly  rain, 


215,  216  THE  GOSPEL. 

In  vain  Apollos  sows  the  ground, 
And  Paul  may  plant  in  vain. 

215 


The  Soul.— Murk  viii.  36.  C.  M. 

1  ll/TIM1  is  the  thing-  of  greatest  price, 

v'     The  whole  creation  round — 
That  which  was  lost  in  Paradise, 
That  which  in  Christ  is  found? 

2  The  soul  of  man — Jehovah's  breath — 

That  keeps  two  worlds  at  strife ; 
Hell  moves  beneath  to  work  its  death, 
Heaven  stoops  to  give  it  life. 

3  God,  to  redeem  it,  did  not  spare 

His  well  beloved  Son  ; 
Jesus,  to  save  it,  deigned  to  bear 
The  sins  of  all  in  one. 

4  And  is  this  treasure  borne  below, 

In  earthen  vessels  frail  7 
Can  none  its  utmost  value  know, 
Till  flesh  and  spirit  fail? 

5  Then  let  us  gather  round  the  cross, 

That  knowledge  to  obtain — 
Not  by  the  soul's  eternal  loss, 
But  everlasting  gain. 


216 


The  One  Thing  Needful.  C.  M. 


"DELIGION  is  the  chief  concern 
-*-■'  Of  mortals  here  below ; 
May  I  its  great  importance  learn, 
Its  sovereign  virtue  know. 


PREACHING.  217 

2  More  needful  this  than  glittering  wealth, 

Or  aught  the  world  bestows ; 
Nor  reputation,  food,  or  health, 
Can  give  us  such  repose. 

3  Religion  should  our  thoughts  engage, 

Amidst  our  youthful  bloom  ; 
'Twill  fit  us  for  declining  age, 
And  for  the  awful  tomb. 

4  Oh  may  my  heart,  by  grace  renewed, 

Be  my  Redeemer's  throne  ; 
And  be  my  stubborn  will  subdued, 
His  government  to  own. 

5  Let  deep  repentance,  faith,  and  love, 

Be  joined  with  godly  fear; 
And  all  my  conversation  prove 
My  heart  to  be  sincere. 

£\_  t  Sowing  the  Seed.  S.  M. 

1  ^OW  in  the  morn  the  seed, 
^  At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand; 

To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed, 
Broad-cast  it  round  the  land. 

2  Beside  all  waters  sow, 

The  highway  furrows  stock; 
Drop  it  where  thorns  and  thistles  grow, 
Scatter  it  on  the  rock. 

3  Thou  know'st  not  which  may  thrive, 

The  late  or  early  sown; 
Grace  keeps  the  precious  germ  alive, 
When  and  wherever  strown. 


218,  219  THE  GOSPEL. 

4  Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain  ; 

Cold,  heat,  and  moist,  and  dry, 
Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain 
For  garners  in  the  sky. 

5  Then,  when  the  glorious  end, 

The  day  of  God,  is  come, 
The  angel-reapers  shall  descend, 
And  heaven  shout — "  harvest  home." 

Jj  1 0  After  Sermon.  C.  M. 

1  IVfOW,  Lord,  the  gospel  seed  is  sown, 
*■*    Be  it  thy  servants'  care 

Thy  heavenly  blessing  to  bring  down, 
By  humble,  fervent  prayer. 

2  In  vain  we  plant,  without  thy  aid, 

And  water,  too,  in  vain  ; 
Lord  of  the  harvest,  God  of  grace, 
Send  down  thy  heavenly  rain. 

3  Then  shall  our  cheerful  hearts  and  tongues 

Begin  this  song  divine — 
"  Thou,  Lord,  hast  given  the  rich  increase, 
And  be  the  glory  thine." 

219  The  Same.  C.  M. 

1  /^V  GOD,  by  whom  the  seed  is  given, 
"  By  whom  the  harvest  blessed, 
Whose  word,  like  manna  showered  from 
heaven, 
Is  planted  in  our  breast ; 


PREACHING.  220,  221 

2  Preserve  it  from  the  passing  feet, 

And  plunderers  of  the  air; 
The  sultry  sun's  intenser  heat, 
And  weeds  of  worldly  care. 

3  Though  buried  deep,  or  thinly  strown, 

Do  thou  thy  grace  supply  ; 
The  hope  in  earthly  furrows  sown, 
Shall  ripen  in  the  sky. 


220 


The  Same.  H.  M. 


(~\N  what  has  now  been  sown, 
^  Thy  blessing,  Lord,  bestow ; 
The  power  is  thine  alone 

To  make  it  spring  and  grow: 
Do  thou  the  gracious  harvest  raise, 
And  thou  alone  shalt  have  the  praise. 


221 


The  Same. 


1  (~\F  thy  love  some  gracious  token 
^  Grant  us,  Lord,  before  we  go; 
Bless  the  word  which  has  been  spoken, 

And  thy  saving  grace  bestow. 

2  Give  us  hearts  resolved,  believing; 

Plant  in  us  thy  holy  fear ; 
That,  with  joy  thy  word  receiving! 
We  may  do,  as  well  as  hear. 


222  THE  SINNER 

THE  SINNER  AWAKENED. 

&  As  £/  Time  and  Eternity.  8. 

1  T  O  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 

•^  'Tvvixt  two  unbounded  seas  I  stand, 

Yet  how  insensible! 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  space, 
Removes  me  to  yon  heavenly  place, 

Or — shuts  me  up  in  hell. 

2  O  God,  my  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtless  heart 

Eternal  things  impress; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  save  me  ere  it  be  too  late — 

Wake  me  to  righteousness. 

3  Before  me  place,  in  dread  array, 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

When  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar; 
And  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  I  be  there, 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  1 

4  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here- 
with holy  trembling,  holy  fear, 

To  make  my  calling  sure ; 
Thy  utmost  counsel  to  fulfill, 
And  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure. 

5  Then,  Saviour,  then  my  soul  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above ; 


AWAKENED.  223,  224 

Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 
And  hope  in  full,  supreme  delight, 
And  everlasting  love. 

£  £5   Conviction  by  the  Law. — Horn.  vii.  8.  9.  C.  M. 

1  T  ORD,  how  secure  my  conscience  was, 
-*-^  And  felt  no  inward  dread  ! 

I  was  alive  without  the  law, 

And  thought  my  sins  were  dead. 

2  My  hopes  of  heaven  were  firm  and  bright ; 

But  since  the  precept  came 
With  a  convincing  power  and  light, 
I  find  how  vile  I  am. 

3  My  guilt  appeared  but  small  before, 

Till  terribly  I  saw 
How  perfect,  holy,  just,  and  pure, 
Is  thy  eternal  law. 

4  Then  felt  my  soul  the  heavy  load — 

My  sins  revived  again  ; 
I  had  provoked  a  dreadful  God, 
And  all  my  hopes  were  slain. 

5  My  God,  I  cry  with  every  breath 

For  some  kind  power  to  save ; 
To  break  the  bonds  of  sin  and  death, 
And  thus  redeem  the  slave. 

a/ZQ:         The  Evil  Heart.— MM.  xv.  19.  S.  M. 

1    A  STONISHED  and  distressed, 
■J-*-  I  turn  my  eyes  within  ; 
My  heart  with  loads  of  guilt  oppressed, 
The  seat  of  every  sin. 


225  THE  SINNER 

2  What  crowds  of  evil  thoughts, 

What  vile  affections  there! 
Distrust,  presumption,  artful  guile, 
Pride,  envy,  slavish  fear. 

3  Almighty  King  of  saints, 

These  inward  foes  subdue  ; 

Dispel  the  darkness  of  my  mind, 

And  all  my  powers  renew. 

4  This  done,  my  cheerful  voice 

Shall  loud  hosannas  raise ; 
My  soul  shall  glow  with  gratitude, 
My  lips  proclaim  thy  praise. 


The  Heart  of  Stone.— Ezek.  xxxvi.  26.     L.  M. 


225 

1  (~\H  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  day, 
^-^To  take  this  stubborn  stone  away; 
And  thaw,  with  beams  of  love  divine, 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart  of  mine. 

2  The  rocks  can  rend  ;  the  earth  can  quake ; 
The  seas  can  roar ;  the  mountains  shake  ; 
Of  feeling,  all  things  show  some  sign, 
But  this  unfeeling  heart  of  mine. 

3  To  hear  the  sorrows  thou  hast  felt, 
Dear  Lord,  an  adamant  would  melt; 
But  I  can  read  each  moving  line, 
And  nothing  move  this  heart  of  mine. 

4  But  power  divine  the  heart  can  move, 
And  melt  to  penitence  and  love  : 
Spirit  of  Grace,  the  work  is  thine ; 
Oh  move  and  melt  this  heart  of  mine. 


AWAKENED.  22G,  227 

ZZ\}  Seeking  Rest.  S.  M. 

1  AH!  whither  should  I  go, 

~£*~  Burdened  and  sick,  and  faint? 
To  whom  should  I  my  troubles  show, 
And  pour  out  my  complaint? 

2  My  Saviour  bids  me  come, 

Ah  !  why  do  I  delay  1 
He  calls  the  weary  sinner  home, 
And  yet  from  him  I  stay ! 

3  What  worldly  tie  must  break? 

What  idol  yet  depart, 
Which  will  not  let  the  Saviour  take 
Possession  of  my  heart  1 

4  Jesus,  the  hindrance  show, 

Which  I  have  feared  to  see ; 
And  let  me  now  consent  to  know 
What  keeps  me  back  from  thee. 

5  Oh  break  the  fatal  chain, 

And  all  my  bonds  remove; 

Nor  let  one  bosom-sin  remain, 

To  keep  me  from  thy  love. 

227 

1  lX/TY  former  hopes  are  fled, 
^■*-  My  terror  now  begins ; 
1  feel,  alas,  that  I  am  dead 

In  trespasses  and  sins. 

2  Ah,  whither  shall  I  fly  1 

I  hear  the  thunder  roar ; 


Light  Dawning  on  the  Convicted  SouU    S.  M. 


228  THE  SINNER 

The  law  proclaims  destruction  nigh, 
And  vengeance  at  the  door. 

3  When  I  review  my  ways, 

I  dread  impending  doom  ; 
But  sure  a  friendly  whisper  says, 
"  Flee  from  the  wrath  to  come." 

4  I  see,  or  think  I  see, 

A  glimmering  from  afar ; 
A  beam  of  day  that  shines  for  me, 
To  save  me  from  despair. 

5  Forerunner  of  the  sun, 

It  marks  the  pilgrim's  way ; 
I'll  gaze  upon  it  while  I  run, 
And  watch  the  rising  day. 

£  AikJ  Confession. 

1  SOVEREIGN  Ruler,  Lord  of  all, 
^  Prostrate  at  thy  feet  I  fall ; 
Hear,  oh  hear  the  sinner's  cry, 
Frown  not,  lest  I  faint  and  die. 

2  Vilest  of  the  sons  of  men, 
Worst  of  rebels  I  have  been  ; 
Oft  abused  thee  to  thy  face, 
Trampled  on  thy  richest  grace. 

3  Justly  might  thy  vengeful  dart 
Pierce  this  bleeding,  broken  heart; 
Justly  might  thy  kindled  ire 
Blast  me  in  eternal  fire. 

4  But  with  thee  there's  mercy  found, 
Balm  to  heal  my  every  wound ; 


AWAKENED.  229,  230 

Soothe,  oh  soothe  the  troubled  breast, 
Give  the  weary  wanderer  rest. 

Zi&iJ  Lost  State  of  Man.  S.  M. 

1  AH,  how  shall  fallen  man 
-^*-  Be  just  before  his  God  "J 
If  he  contend  in  righteousness, 

We  fall  beneath  his  rod. 

2  If  he  our  ways  should  mark 

With  strict  inquiring  eyes, 
Could  we  for  one  of  thousand  faults, 
A  just  excuse  devise1? 

3  All-seeing,  powerful  God, 

Who  can  with  thee  contend  I 
Or  who  that  tries  the  unequal  strife, 
Shall  prosper  in  the  end  1 

4  The  mountains,  in  thy  wrath, 

Their  ancient  seats  forsake; 
The  trembling  earth  deserts  her  place, 
Her  rooted  pillars  shake. 

5  Ah,  how  shall  guilty  man, 

Contend  with  such  a  God? 
None,  none  can  meet  him  and  escape, 
But  through  the  Saviour's  blood. 


"  Behold,  I  am  vile."— Job  xl.  4. 


230 

1  r\  LORD,  how  vile  am  I, 

^  Unholy  and  unclean  ! 
How  can  I  dare  to  venture  nigh 
With  such  a  load  of  sin  * 

M 


231  THE  SUPPLIANT. 

2  Is  this  polluted  heart 

A  dwelling  fit  for  thee  1 
Swarming,  alas !  in  every  part, 
What  evils  do  1  see! 

3  If  I  attempt  to  pray, 

And  lisp  thy  holy  name, 
My  thoughts  are  hurried  soon  away, 
My  soul  is  put  to  shame. 

4  If  in  thy  word  I  look, 

Such  darkness  fills  my  mind, 
I  only  read  a  sealed  book, 
But  no  relief  can  find. 

5  And  must  I  then  indeed 

Sink  in  despair  and  die? 
Lord,  I  believe  that  thou  didst  bleed 
For  such  a  wretch  as  I. 

6  Low  at  thy  feet  I  bow ; 

Oh  pity  and  forgive; 
Here  will  I  lie  and  wait  till  thou 
Shalt  bid  me  rise  and  live. 


THE   SUPPLIANT. 

^Ol  The  Suppliant. 

1   TESUS,  full  of  all  compassion, 
•*    Hear  thy  humble  suppliant's  cry; 
Let  me  know  thy  great  salvation  : 
See,  I  languish,  faint,  and  die. 


CONFESSION.  232 

2  Guilty,  but  with  heart  relenting", 

Overwhelmed  with  helpless  grief, 
Prostrate  at  thy  feet  repenting — 
Send,  oh  send  me  quick  relief. 

3  Whither  should  a  wretch  be  flying-, 

But  to  him  who  comfort  gives] 
Whither,  from  the  dread  of  dying, 
But  to  him  who  ever  lives'? 

4  On  the  word  thy  blood  hath  sealed 

Hangs  my  everlasting  all ; 
Let  thy  arm  be  now  revealed, 
Stay,  oh  stay  me,  lest  I  fall. 

5  Saved — the  deed  shall  spread  new  glory 

Through  the  shining  realms  above; 
Angels  sing  the  pleasing  story, 
All  enraptured  with  thy  love. 


232 


Ingratitude  of  the  Sinful  Heart.  C.  M. 


1  A  ND  will  the  Lord  thus  condescend 
-f*-  To  visit  sinful  worms ! 

Thus  at  the  door  shall  mercy  stand, 
In  all  her  winning  forms? 

2  Surprising  grace ! — arid  shall  my  heart 

Unmoved  and  cold  remain? 
Has  this  hard  rock  no  tender  part? 
Must  mercy  plead  in  vain? 

3  Shall  Jesus  for  admittance  sue, 

His  charming  voice  unheard? 
And  this  vile  heart,  his  rightful  due, 
Remain  for  ever  barred  ? 


Ingratitude  Lamented.  S.  M. 


233,   234  THE  SUPPLIANT. 

4  'Tis  sin,  alas,  with  tyrant  power, 

The  lodging  has  possess'd  ; 
And  crowds  of  traitors  bar  the  door 
Against  the  heavenly  guest. 

5  Ye  dangerous  inmates,  hence  depart; 

Dear  Saviour,  enter  in; 
And  guard  the  passage  to  my  heart, 
And  keep  out  every  sin. 

233 

1  TS  this  the  kind  return, 

•*-  Are  these  the  thanks  we  owe — 
Thus  to  abuse  eternal  love, 

Whence  all  our  blessings  flow  ? 

2  To  what  a  stubborn  frame 

Has  sin  reduced  our  mind  ! 
What  strange,  rebellious  wretches  we, 
And  God  as  strangely  kind ! 

3  Turn,  turn  us,  mighty  God, 

And  mould  our  souls  afresh; 
Break,  sovereign  grace,  these   hearts  of 
And  give  us  hearts  of  flesh.  [stone, 

4  Let  past  ingratitude 

Provoke  our  weeping  eyes; 
And  hourly,  as  new  mercies  fall, 
Let  hourly  thanks  arise. 


234 


The  Divine  Patience.  C.  M. 


1    A  ND  are  we,  wretches,  yet  alive  % 
-^-  And  do  we  yet  rebel  % 


CONFESSION.  235 

'Tis  boundless,  'tis  amazing  love 
That  bears  us  up  from  hell ! 

2  The  burden  of  our  weighty  guilt 

Would  sink  us  down  to  flames; 
And  threatening  vengeance  rolls  above, 
To  crush  our  feeble  frames. 

3  Almighty  goodness  cries — "Forbear" — 

And  straight  the  thunder  stays; 
And  dare  we  now  provoke  his  wrath, 
And  weary  out  his  grace  1 

4  No  more,  ye  lusts,  shall  ye  command; 

No  more  will  we  obey : 
Stretch  out,  O  God,  thy  conquering  hand, 
And  drive  thy  foes  away. 

Z>oD  Review  of  the  Past.  C.  M. 

IAS  o'er  the  past  my  memory  strays, 
-£*■  Why  heaves  the  secret  sigh!  — 
'Tis  that  I  mourn  departed  days, 
Still  unprepared  to  die. 

2  The  world  and  worldly  things  beloved, 

My  anxious  thoughts  employed  ; 
And  time  unhallowed,  unimproved, 
Presents  a  fearful  void. 

3  Yet,  O  my  Saviour,  wild  despair 

Chase  from  my  laboring  breast; 
Thy  grace  it  is  which  prompts  the  prayer, 
That  grace  can  do  the  rest. 

4  My  life's  brief  remnant  all  be  thine; 

And  when  thy  sure  decree 


236,  237  THE  SUPPLIANT. 

Bids  me  this  fleeting  breath  resign, 
Oh  speed  my  soul  to  thee. 

AsOKy  In-dwelling  Sin  Lamented.  C.  M. 

1  TT71TH  tears  of  anguish  T  lament, 

*  *    Here  at  thy  feet,  my  God, 
My  passion,  pride,  and  discontent, 
And  vile  ingratitude. 

2  Sure  there  was  ne'er  a  heart  so  base, 

So  false  as  mine  has  been ; 
So  faithless  to  its  promises, 
So  prone  to  every  sin. 

3  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  shall  I  feel 

These  struggles  in  my  breast  ? 
When  wilt  thou  bow  my  stubborn  will, 
And  give  my  conscience  rest  1 

4  Break,  sovereign  grace,  oh  break  the  charm, 

And  set  the  captive  free  : 
Reveal,  Almighty  God,  thy  arm, 
And  haste  to  rescue  me. 

&  Ol  The  Contrite  Heart.  S.  M. 

1  T  ORD,  I  would  now  repent — 
•*-*  With  all  my  idols  part, 
And  to  thy  gracious  eye  present 

A  humble,  contrite  heart — 

2  A  heart  with  grief  oppressed, 

For  having  grieved  my  God  ; 

A  troubled  heart  that  cannot  rest 

Till  washed  in  Jesus'  blood. 


PENITENCE.  23S,  239 

3  Jesus,  on  me  bestow 

The  penitent  desire ; 
With  true  sincerity  of  wo 
My  aching-  breast  inspire. 

4  With  softening  pity  look, 

And  melt  my  hardness  down  ; 
Strike,  with  thy  love's  resistless  stroke, 
And  break  this  heart  of  stone. 

sCOO  The  Penitent.  C.  M. 

1  pROSTRATE,  dear  Jesus,  at  thy  feet, 
-*■  A  guilty  rebel  lies, 

And  upward  to  thy  mercy  seat 
Presumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 

2  If  tears  of  sorrow  would  suffice 

To  pay  the  debt  I  owe, 
Tears  should  from  both  my  weeping  eyes, 
In  ceaseless  torrents  flow. 

3  But  no  such  sacrifice  I  plead 

To  expiate  my  guilt; 
No  tears  but  those  which  thou  hast  shed, 
No  blood  but  thou  hast  spilt. 

4  Think  of  thy  sorrows,  dearest  Lord, 

And  all  my  sins  forgive; 
Then  Justice  will  approve  the  word 
That  bids  the  sinner  live. 


Hatefulness  of  Sin.  C.  M. 


239 

1  j^)H,  if  my  soul  were  formed  for  wo, 
^  How  would  I  vent  my  sighs ! 


240  THE  SUPPLIANT. 

Repentance  should  like  rivers  flow 
From  both  my  streaming  eyes. 

2  'Tvvas  for  my  sins  my  dearest  Lord 

Hung-  on  the  cursed  tree, 
And  groaned  away  a  dying-  life, 
For  thee,  my  soul,  for  thee. 

3  Oh,  how  I  hate  those  lusts  of  mine, 

That  crucified  my  Lord  ; 
Those  sins,  that  pierced  and  nailed  his  flesh 
Fast  to  the  fatal  wood  ! 

4  Yes,  my  Redeemer — they  shall  die — 

My  heart  has  so  decreed  ; 
Nor  will  I  spare  the  guilty  things 
That  made  my  Saviour  bleed. 

5  While  with  a  melting,  broken  heart, 

My  murdered  Lord  I  view — 
I'll  raise  revenge  against  my  sins, 
And  slay  the  murderers  too. 

/£>t\\j  Confession  and  Pardon.  S.  M. 

1  IVJY  sorrows,  like  a  flood, 
•I-'-*-  Impatient  of  restraint, 
Into  thy  bosom,  O  my  God, 

Pour  out  a  long  complaint. 

2  How  often  I  have  stood 

A  rebel  to  the  skies  ! 
And  yet,  and  yet,  O  matchless  grace, 
Thy  thunder  silent  lies. 

3  O'ercome  by  dying  love, 

Here  at  thy  cross  I  lie, 


PENITENCE.  241 

Submit  my  soul,  my  all,  to  thee, 
And  weep,  and  love,  and  die. 

"  Rise,"  says  the  Saviour,  "rise; 

Behold  my  wounded  veins! 
Here  flows  a  sacred  crimson  flood 

To  wasli  away  thy  stains." 

See,  God  is  reconciled  ! 

Behold  his  smiling  face! 
Let  sinners  in  his  love  rejoice, 

And  sound  aloud  his  grace. 


241 


Prayer  of  the  Penitent. 

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TyE  stand  in  deep  repentance 
"     Before  thy  throne  of  grace 
Thou  God  of  love  forgive  us, 

The  stain  of  guilt  efface: 
Behold  us  in  our  weeping, 

Our  sighs  ascend  to  thee; 
Touch  thou  our  hearts — subdue  them- 

O  Father,  set  us  free. 

Our  souls — on  thee  we  cast  them — 

Our  dearest  treasure  thou  : 
Enrich  us  with  thy  favor, 

While  at  thy  feet  we  bow; 
Reveal  thy  wondrous  mercy, 

Display  thy  saving  love, 
And  give  us,  with  the  holy, 

A  sinless  rest  above. 


242,  243  THE  SUPPLIANT. 

Zi^±2j  The  Contrite  Prayer.  S.  M. 

1  "pATHER,  a  weary  heart 

■*■    Hath  come  to  thee  for  peace ; 
The  world  hath  not  the  healing  art 

To  bid  its  troubles  cease  ; 
It  brings  before  thy  throne 

Its  weight  of  wo  and  care; 
Do  thou  accept  its  pleading  tone — 

The  contrite  sinner's  prayer. 

2  Father— it  hath  rebelled, 

Hath  wandered  from  thy  path, 
Nor  heeded  when  the  thunder  swelled, 

The  tempest  of  thy  wrath ; 
But  now,  a  bruised  thing, 

Neglected,  pale,  and  bare, 
Lo,  at  thy  footstool  it  doth  bring 

The  contrite  sinner's  prayer. 

3  Father,  it  bends  before 

Thy  throne  among  the  bless'd; 
Peace  to  the  wretched  heart  restore, 

Give  to  the  weary  rest: 
Through  Christ's  atonement  given, 

It  trusteth  yet  to  share 
The  glorious  heritage  of  heaven, 

By  lowly,  contrite  prayer. 

243 

1  T  ORD,  to  thy  mercy  now  I  yield ; 
*~*  My  heart,  by  mighty  grace  compelled, 
Surrenders  all  to  thee ; 


The  Rebel  Subdued  by  Mercy. 


MERCY  IMPLORED.  244 

Against  thy  terrors  long  I  strove, 
But  who  can  stand  against  thy  love  "J 
Love  conquers  even  me. 

2  Now,  Lord,  I  would  be  thine  alone; 
Come  take  possession  of  thy  own, 

For  thou  hast  set  me  free  ; 
Released  from  Satan's  hard  command, 
See  all  my  powers  in  waiting  stand, 

To  be  employed  by  thee. 

3  My  will  conformed  to  thine  would  move, 
On  thee  my  hope,  desire,  and  love, 

In  fixed  attention  join: 
My  hands,  my  eyes,  my  ears,  my  tongue, 
Have  Satan's  servants  been  too  long, 

But  now  they  shall  be  thine. 

^44  Mercy  Implored.  C.  M. 

1  IX/TERCY  alone  can  meet  my  case  ; 
-"-'-*-  For  mercy,  Lord,  I  cry : 
Jesus,  Redeemer,  show  thy  face 

In  mercy,  or  I  die. 

2  Save  me,  for  none  beside  can  save ; 

At  thy  command  I  tread, 
With  failing  step,  life's  stormy  wave; 
The  wave  goes  o'er  my  head. 

3  I  perish,  and  my  doom  were  just ; 

But  wilt  thou  leave  me?     No: 
I  hold  thee  fast,  my  hope,  my  trust ; 
I  will  not  let  thee  go. 


245,  246  THE  SUPPLIANT. 

4  Still  sure  to  me  thy  promise  stands 

And  ever  must  abide : 
Behold  it  written  on  thy  hands, 
And  graven  on  thy  side. 

5  To  this,  this  only,  will  I  cleave ; 

Thy  word  is  all  my  plea; 
That  word  is  truth,  and  I  believe: 
Have  mercy,  Lord,  on  me. 

/&Ht:iJ        Prayer  for  Spiritual  Healing.  CM. 

1  pHYSICIAN  of  the  sin-sick  soul, 
■*■     To  thee  I  bring  my  case  ; 

My  raging  malady  control, 
And  heal  me  by  thy  grace. 

2  I  would  disclose  my  whole  complaint; 

But  where  shall  I  begin? 
No  words  of  mine  can  fully  paint 
That  worst  distemper — sin. 

3  Pity  the  anguish  I  endure, 

And  save  by  power  divine  ; 
For  never  can  I  find  a  cure 
From  any  hand  but  thine. 

4  Thou  great  Physician,  hear  my  cry, 

And  set  my  spirit  free ; 
Thou  wilt  not  let  the  sinner  die, 
Who  longs  to  live  to  thee. 

>^40  The  Burden  of  Sin.  L.  M. 

1  r\H  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone  ! 
^  Oh  that  I  could  at  last  submit, 


MERCY  IMPLORED.  247 

At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  me  down — 
To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet. 

2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find; 

Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art, 
Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 
And  stamp  thy  image  on  my  heart. 

3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 

And  fully  set  my  spirit  free ; 
I  cannot  rest  till  pure  within, 
Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 

,Otc  /      Pleading  in  the  Name  of  Jesus.        L.  M.  6  1. 

1  "CWTHER  of  mercies,  God  of  love, 
■*■    Oh  hear  a  humble  suppliant's  cry; 
Bend  from  thy  lofty  seat  above, 

Thy  throne  of  glorious  majesty; 
Oh  deign  to  hear  my  mournful  voice, 
And  bid  my  drooping  heart  rejoice. 

2  I  urge  no  merit  of  my  own, 

No  worth  to  claim  thy  gracious  smile ; 
No — when  I  bow  before  thy  throne, 

And  dare  converse  with  God  awhile, 
Thy  name,  blest  Jesus,  is  my  plea, 
The  dearest,  sweetest  name  to  me. 

3  Within  this  heart  of  mine,  I  feel 

The  weight  of  sin's  oppressive  load : 
Oh  help  me,  or  I  sink  to  hell, 

Crushed  by  thy  arm,  avenging  God ; 
Where  not  a  ray  of  hope  appears, 
Or  beam  of  joy  the  bosom  cheers. 


248  THE  SUPPLIANT. 

4  Yet,  mighty  God,  thy  powerful  arm 

Can  snatch  me  from  that  dread  abode; 
Can  shield  me  from  th'  impending  harm, 

And  ease  me  of  my  heavy  load : 
One  pardoning-  word  can  make  me  whole, 
And  soothe  the  anguish  of  my  soul. 

5  Father  of  mercies,  God  of  love, 

Then  hear  thy  humble  suppliant's  cry; 
Bend  from  thy  lofty  seat  above, 

Thy  throne  of  glorious  majesty: 
Oh  listen  to  a  sufferer's  voice, 
And  make  this  bleeding  heart  rejoice. 


248 


Pleading  for  Mercy.  CM. 


1  T  ORD,  at  thy  feet  we  sinners  lie, 
■*-^  And  knock  at  mercy's  door ; 
With  heavy  heart  and  downcast  eye, 

Thy  favor  we  implore. 

2  On  us  the  vast  extent  display 

Of  thy  forgiving  love; 
Take  all  our  heinous  guilt  away, 
This  heavy  load  remove. 

3  'Tis  mercy — mercy  we  implore, 

Oh  may  thy  pity  move; 
Thy  grace  is  an  exhaustless  store, 
And  thou  thyself  art  love. 

4  Oh,  for  thine  own,  for  Jesus'  sake, 

Our  many  sins  forgive  ; 
Thy  grace  our  rocky  hearts  can  break, 
And  breaking,  soon  relieve. 


MERCY  IMPLORED.  249 

5  Thus  melt  us  down,  thus  make  us  bend, 
And  thy  dominion  own; 
Nor  let  a  rival  more  pretend 
To  re-possess  thy  throne. 


The  Resolve.— Esth.  iv.  16.  C.  M. 


249 

1  f^  OME,  trembling  sinner,  in  whose  breast 
^  A  thousand  thoughts  revolve — 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppress'd, 

And  make  this  last  resolve : 

2  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 

Hath  like  a  mountain  rose; 
I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 

And  there  my  guilt  confess; 

I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 

Without  his  sovereign  grace. 

4  I'll  to  the  gracious  King  approach, 

Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives ; 
Perhaps  he  will  command  my  touch — 
And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 

5  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea, 

Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer; 
But  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray, 
And  perish  only  there. 

6  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go; 

I  am  resolved  to  try  ; 
For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
I  must  for  ever  die. 


250  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


The  New  Birth.— John  iii.  7.  8.  6. 


250 

1  A  WAKED  by  Sinai's  awful  sound, 
-^*-My  soul  in  bonds  of  guilt  I  found, 

And  knew  not  where  to  go : 
My  hopes  were  by  that  precept  slain — 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  sink  to  endless  wo. 

2  When  to  the  law  I  trembling  fled, 
It  poured  its  curses  on  my  head, 

I  no  relief  could  find; 
This  fearful  truth  increased  my  pain — 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again — 

And  terror  filled  my  mind. 

3  Again  did  Sinai's  thunders  roll, 
And  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul, 

A  vast,  oppressive  load; 
Alas,  I  read,  and  saw  it  plain — 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  drink  the  wrath  of  God. 

4  The  saints  I  heard  with  rapture  tell, 
How  Jesus  vanquished  death  and  hell, 

And  broke  the  fowler's  snare; 
Yet,  when  I  found  this  truth  remain — 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again — 

I  sunk  in  deep  despair. 


BELIEVING.  251 

But  while  I  thus  in  anguish  lay, 

The  gracious  Saviour  passed  that  way, 

And  felt  his  pity  move; 
The  sinner  by  his  justice  slain, 
Now  by  his  grace  is  born  again, 

And  sings  redeeming  love. 


251 


Faith  Victorious.  8s« 


1  ''PHE  moment  a  sinner  believes, 
-*-    And  trusts  in  his  crucified  God, 

His  pardon  at  once  he  receives — 

Redemption  in  full  through  his  blood. 

The  faith  that  unites  to  the  Lamb, 
And  brings  such  salvation  as  this, 

Is  more  than  mere  fancy,  or  name — 
The  work  of  God's  Spirit  it  is. 

2  It  treads  on  the  world  and  on  hell, 

It  vanquishes  death  and  despair; 
And,  what  is  still  stranger  to  tell — 

It  overcomes  heaven  by  prayer; 
Permits  a  vile  worm  of  the  dust 

With  God  to  commune  as  a  friend; 
His  promise  of  mercy  to  trust, 

And  look  for  his  love  to  the  end. 

3  It  says  to  the  mountains,  "  Depart," 

That  stand  between  God  and  the  soul ; 
It  binds  up  the  broken  in  heart, 

The  wounded  in  spirit  makes  whole; 
Bids  sins  of  a  crimson-like  dye 

Be  spotless  as  snow,  and  as  white ; 


252,  253       CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

And  raises  the  sinner  on  high, 
To  dwell  with  the  angels  of  light. 

252 


Happiness  of  the  Believer.  5.  9. 

1  TTOW  happy  are  they 
■*■-*■  Who  the  Saviour  obey, 

And  have  laid  up  their  treasure  above  ! 
Oh,  what  tongue  can  express 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 

Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love ! 

2  That  comfort  was  mine, 
When  compassion  divine 

To  my  soul  in  its  misery  came; 

When  first  1  believed, 

And  salvation  received, 
And  rejoiced  in  Immanuel's  name. 

3  My  remnant  of  days 
Would  I  spend  to  his  praise, 

Who  hath  died  my  lost  soul  to  redeem ; 
Whether  many  or  tew, 
All  my  years  are  his  due — 

May  they  all  be  devoted  to  him. 

/dttJtj         Self-righteousness  Renounced.  C.  M. 

1  TTOW  long  beneath  the  law  I  lay 
•*"*■  In  bondage  and  distress! 

I  toiled  the  precept  to  obey, 
But  toiled  without  success. 

2  Then,  all  my  servile  works  were  done 

A  righteousness  to  raise; 


BELIEVING.  254 

Now,  freely  chosen  in  the  Son, 
I  freely  choose  his  ways. 

To  see  the  law  by  Christ  fulfilled, 
And  hear  his  pardoning-  voice, 

Will  change  a  slave  into  a  child, 
And  duty  into  choice. 


Jesus  our  Fore-runner.— John.  xiv.  6.    L.  M. 


254 

1  TESUS,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone, 
•J  He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon ; 
His  track  1  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way  till  him  T  view. 

2  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought, 
And  mourned  because  T  found  it  not; 
My  grief,  my  burden  long  has  been, 
Because  I  could  not  cease  from  sin. 

3  The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 
I  sinned  and  stumbled  but  the  more ; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say — 

"  Come  hither,  soul,  I  am  the  way." 

4  Lo,  glad  I  come,  and  thou,  bless'd  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am; 
Nothing  but  sin  I  thee  can  give, 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

5  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round, 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found; 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say,  "  Behold  the  way  to  God." 


255  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

^*J*J  Selj '-Consecration. 

1  IX/TY  faith  looks  up  to  thee, 
1Y-L  Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary, 

Saviour  divine: 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray; 
Take  all  my  guilt  away  ; 
Oh  let  me  from  this  day 

Be  wholly  thine. 

2  May  thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart, 

My  zeal  inspire ; 
As  thou  hast  died  for  me, 
Oh  may  my  love  to  thee, 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be — 

A  living  fire. 

3  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  thou  my  guide  ; 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day, 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away, 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  thee  aside. 

4  When  ends  life's  transient  dream, 
When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll ; 
Bless'd  Saviour,  then,  in  love, 
Fear  and  distress  remove ; 
Oh  bear  me  safe  above — 

A  ransomed  soul. 


BELIEVING.  256,  257 

2  00  Grace.  CM. 

1  A  MAZING  grace,  (how  sweet  the  sound,) 
-^-  That  saved  a  wretch  like  me  ! 

I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found  ; 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

2  'Twas  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear, 

And  grace  my  fears  relieved  ; 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear, 
The  hour  I  first  believed. 

3  Through  many  dangers,  toils,  and  snares, 

I  have  already  come  ; 
But  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

4  Yes,  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 

And  mortal  life  shall  cease; 
I  shall  possess,  within  the  vail, 
A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 

ZO  I  Outward  Forms  Vain.  C.  M. 

1  T  OXG  did  I  seem  to  serve  thee,  Lord, 
-^  With  unavailing  pain  ; 

Fasted,  and  prayed,  and  read  thy  word, 
And  heard  it  preached  in  vain. 

2  Oft  did  I  with  th'  assembly  join — 

Oft  near  thine  altar  drew; 

A  form  of  godliness  was  mine, 

The  power  I  never  knew. 

3  I  rested  in  the  outward  law, 

Nor  knew  its  deep  design : 


258  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

The  length  and  breadth  I  never  saw 
And  height  of  love  divine. 

4  To  please  thee  thus,  at  length  I  see 

I  vainly  toiled  and  strove  ; 
For  what  are  outward  works  to  thee, 
Unless  they  spring  from  love  1 

5  But  I  of  means  have  made  my  boast, 

Of  means  an  idol  made : 
The  spirit  in  the  letter  lost, 
The  substance  in  the  shade. 

6  Now  on  thy  grace  I  build  my  hope, 

What  can  my  weakness  dol 

Jesus,  to  thee  my  soul  looks  up, 

For  thou  must  make  it  new. 


258 


Fleeing  to  Christ  as  a  Refuge. 


f~\  THOU  who  hear'st  the  prayer  of  faith, 
^  Wilt  thou  not  save  a  soul  from  death, 

That  casts  itself  on  thee"? 
I  have  no  refuge  of  my  own, 
But  fly  to  what  my  Lord  hath  done 

And  suffered  once  for  me. 
Slain  in  the  guilty  sinner's  stead, 
Thy  spotless  righteousness  I  plead, 

And  thy  atoning  blood: 
Thy  righteousness  my  robe  shall  be, 
Thy  merit  shall  avail  for  me, 

And  bring  me  near  to  God. 
Then  snatch  me  from  eternal  death, 
The  Spirit  of  adoption  breathe, 

His  consolation  send : 


BELIEVING.  259,  260 

By  him  some  word  of  life  impart, 
And  sweetly  whisper  to  my  heart — 

"Thy  Maker  is  thy  friend." 
4  Then  will  the  king  of  terrors  be 
A  welcome  messenger  to  me, 

To  bid  me  come  away : 
Unclogged  by  earth,  or  earthly  things, 
I'll  mount,  I'll  fly,  with  eager  wings, 

To  everlasting  day. 

<£Ot)  Self-righteousness  Renounced.  L.  M. 

1  TVTO  more,  my  God,  I  boast  no  more 
-L*  Of  all  the  duties  I  have  done; 

I  quit  the  hopes  I  held  before, 
To  trust  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  Now,  for  the  love  I  bear  his  name, 

What  was  my  gain,  I  count  my  loss; 
My  former  pride  I  call  my  shame, 
And  nail  my  glory  to  his  cross. 

3  Yes,  and  I  must  and  will  esteem 

All  things  but  loss  for  Jesus'  sake; 
Oh  may  my  soul  be  found  in  him, 
And  of  his  righteousness  partake. 

4  The  best  obedience  of  my  hands 

Dares  not  appear  before  thy  throne; 
But  faith  can  answer  thy  demands, 
By  pleading  what  my  Lord  has  done. 


Need  of  a  Saviour.  7. 


260 

1  \YRETCHED»  helpless  and  distress'd, 
vv  Ah,  whither  shall  I  fly"? 


261  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

Saviour,  give  my  spirit  rest; 

To  thee  would  I  draw  nigh. 
Naked,  sick,  and  poor,  and  blind, 

Bound  in  sin  and  misery — 
Friend  of  sinners,  let  me  find 

My  help,  my  all  in  thee. 

2  Poor,  alas,  thou  know'st  I  am, 

And  would  be  poorer  still — 
See  my  wretchedness  and  shame, 

And  all  my  vileness  feel : 
Jesus,  Lord,  restore  my  sight, 

Take,  oh  take  the  vail  away  ; 
Turn  my  darkness  into  light, 

My  midnight  into  day. 

3  Clothe  me  in  thy  righteousness, 

Endue  my  soul  with  thee; 
Having  on  that  glorious  dress, 

I  can  my  Maker  see: 
In  thy  name  will  I  arise. 

Hastening  to  that  bless'd  abode 
Where  thou  reignest  in  the  skies, 

And  pleadest  with  my  God. 


Safety  at  the  Cross.  L.  M. 


261 

1  TTERE,  at  thy  cross,  incarnate  God, 
■*"*•  I  lay  my  soul  beneath  thy  love; 
Beneath  the  droppings  of  thy  blood, 

Jesus — nor  shall  it  e'er  remove. 

2  Should  worlds  conspire  to  drive  me  hence, 

Moveless  and  firm  this  heart  should  lie ; 


SELF-DEDICATION.  262,  263 

Resolved,  for  that's  my  last  defence, 
If  I  must  perish,  here  to  die. 

3  But  speak,  my  Lord,  and  calm  my  fear; 

Am  I  not  safe  beneath  thy  shade  1 
Thy  vengeance  will  not  strike  me  here, 
Nor  Satan  dare  my  soul  invade. 

4  Yes,  I'm  secure  beneath  thy  blood, 

And  all  my  foes  shall  lose  their  aim ; 
Hosanna  to  th'  incarnate  God, 
And  my  best  honors  to  his  name. 

ZtKyZt  The  Disciple  at  the  Cross.  8.7. 

1  ^WEET  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing-, 
^  Which  before  the  cross  I  spend  ; 
Life,  and  health,  and  peace  possessing, 

From  the  sinner's  dying  friend. 

2  Truly  blessed  is  this  station — 

Low  before  his  cross  to  lie; 

While  I  see  divine  compassion 

Floating  in  his  languid  eye. 

3  Love  and  grief  my  heart  dividing, 

With  my  tears  his  feet  I  bathe; 
Constant  still  in  faith  abiding, 
Life  deriving  from  his  death. 

2t)j    Forsaking  all  for  Christ.— Mark  x.  28.        8.7. 

1    TESUS,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 
•*  All  to  leave,  and  follow  thee ; 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, 
Thou,  from  hence,  my  all  shalt  be: 


263  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

Perish  every  fond  ambition — 

All  I've  sought,  or  hoped  or  known — 

Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition, 

God  and  heaven  are  still  my  own ! 

2  Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me ; 

They  have  left  my  Saviour  too; 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me — 

Thou  art  not,  like  them,  untrue; 
And  while  thou  shalt  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might, 
Foes  may  hate,  and  friends  disown  me — 

Show  thy  face,  and  all  is  bright. 

3  Go,  then,  earthly  fame  and  treasure ; 

Come  disaster,  scorn,  and  pain ; 
In  thy  service  pain  is  pleasure, 

With  thy  favor  loss  is  gain. 
I  have  called  thee  Abba,  Father, 

I  have  set  my  heart  on  thee; 
Storms  may  howl,  and  clouds  may  gather, 

All  must  work  for  good  to  me. 

4  Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me, 

'Twill  but  drive  me  to  thy  breast; 
Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me, 

Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest. 
Oh,  'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me, 

While  thy  love  is  left  to  me ; 
Oh,  'twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 

Were  that  joy  unmixed  with  thee. 

5  Soul,  then  know  thy  full  salvation ; 

Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care ; 


SELF-DEDICATION.  264 

Joy  to  find  in  every  station 
Something  still  to  do  or  bear. 

Think  what  Spirit  dwells  within  thee; 
Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  thine; 

Think  that  Jesus  died  to  win  thee: 
Child  of  heaven,  canst  thou  repine? 

6.  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Armed  by  faith,  and  winged  by  prayer; 
Heaven's  eternal  day's  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there. 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days, 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 

<^04  Self-Dedication.  L.  M. 

1  T  ORD,  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine, 

■*^  Purchased  and  saved  by  blood  divine ; 
With  full  consent  thine  I  would  be, 
And  own  thy  sovereign  right  in  me. 

2  Here,  Lord,  my  flesh,  my  soul,  my  all, 
I  yield  to  thee  beyond  recall ; 
Accept  thy  own,  so  long  withheld; 
Accept  what  I  so  freely  yield. 

3  Grant  one  poor  sinner  more  a  place 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace; 
A  wretched  sinner,  lost  to  God, 
But  ransomed  by  Immanuel's  blood. 

4  Thee,  my  new  Master  now  I  call, 
And  consecrate  to  thee  my  all ; 


265  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

Thine  would  I  live,  thine  would  I  die, 
Be  thine  through  all  eternity. 

5  Do  thou  assist  a  feeble  worm 
The  great  engagement  to  perform  : 
Thy  grace  can  full  assistance  lend, 
And  on  that  grace  I  dare  depend. 

*&\)t_)  Covenant  ivith  God.  L.  M: 

1  (~)H  happy  day  that  fixed  my  choice 
^  On  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  God ; 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 

And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 

2  Oh  happy  bond  that  seals  my  vows 

To  him  who  merits  all  my  love ; 
Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  his  house, 
And  echo  through  his  courts  above. 

3  'Tis  done — the  great  transaction's  done; 

I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine : 
He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on, 
Glad  to  obey  the  call  divine. 

4  Now  rest — my  long-divided  heart — 

Fixed  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest; 
From  all  my  idols  now  I  part, 
And  welcome  Jesus  to  my  breast. 

5  High  Heaven,  that  hears  the  solemn  vow, 

That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear; 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 
And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 


SELF-DEDICATION.  2GG,  2G7 


266 


Old  tilings  passed  away.— 2  Cor.  v.  17.     C.  M. 

1  T  ET  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue; 
-"-^  It  has  no  charms  for  me ; 

Once  I  admired  its  trifles  too, 
But  grace  has  set  me  tree. 

2  Its  pleasures  now  no  longer  please, 

No  more  content  afford  : 
Far  from  my  heart  be  joys  like  these, 
Now  I  have  seen  the  Lord. 

3  As  by  the  light  of  opening  day 

The  stars  are  all  concealed  ; 
So  earthly  pleasures  fade  away, 
When  Jesus  is  revealed. 

4  Creatures  no  more  divide  my  choice; 

I  bid  them  all  depart ; 
His  name,  and  love,  and  gracious  voice 
Have  fixed  my  roving  heart. 

5  Now,  Lord,  I  would  be  thine  alone, 

And  wholly  live  to  thee; 
But  may  I  hope  that  thou  wilt  own 
A  worthless  worm  like  me] 

6  Yes,  though  of  sinners  I'm  the  worst, 

I  cannot  doubt  thy  will ; 
For,  if  thou  hadst  not  loved  me  first, 
I  had  refused  thee  still. 

/C/\)  I  The  New  Covenant  Sealed.  C.  M. 

1  "  nPHE  promise  of  my  Father's  love 
-*■    Shall  stand  for  ever  good," 


268  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

He  said — and  gave  his  soul  to  death, 
And  sealed  the  grace  with  blood. 

2  To  this  dear  covenant  of  thy  word 

I  set  my  worthless  name ; 
I  seal  th'  engagement  to  my  Lord, 
And  make  my  humble  claim. 

3  The  light,  and  strength,  and  pardoning 

And  glory  shall  be  mine :  [grace, 

My  life  and  soul — my  heart  and  flesh, 
And  all  my  powers  are  thine. 

4  I  call  that  legacy  my  own, 

Which  Jesus  did  bequeath; 
'Twas  purchased  with  a  dying  groan, 
And  ratified  in  death. 

5  Sweet  is  the  memory  of  his  name, 

Who  blessed  us  in  his  will ; 
And  to  his  testament  of  love 
Made  his  own  life  the  seal. 

20o  Self-Consecration.  L.  M. 

1  f~)H  sweetly  breathe  the  lyres  above, 
^  When   angels  touch   the  quivering 

string ; 
And  wake,  to  chant  Immanuel's  love, 
Such  strains  as  angel  lips  can  sing. 

2  And  sweet,  on  earth,  the  choral  swell 

From  mortal  tongues,  of  gladsome  lays ; 
When  pardoned  souls  their  raptures  tell, 
And,  grateful,  hymn  Immanuel's  praise. 


RENOUNCING  THE  WORLD.  269 

Jesus — thy  name  our  souls  adore  ; 

We  own  the  bond  that  makes  us  thine ; 
And  carnal  joys,  that  charmed  before, 

For  thy  dear  sake  we  now  resign. 
Our  hearts,  by  dying  love  subdued, 

Accept  thy  offered  grace  to-day ; 
Beneath  the  cross,  with  blood  bedewed, 

We  bow,  and  give  ourselves  away. 
In  thee  we  trust — on  thee  rely — 

Though  we  are  feeble,  thou  art  strong ; 
Oh  keep  us  till  our  spirits  fly 

To  join  the  bright  immortal  throng. 


269 


Renouncing  the  World. 


/^OME,  my  fond  fluttering  heart, 
^  Come,  struggle  to  be  free  ; 
Thou  and  the  world  must  part, 
However  hard  it  be : 
My  trembling  spirit  owns  it  just, 
But  cleaves  yet  closer  to  the  dust. 
Ye  tempting  sweets  forbear, 

Ye  dearest  idols,  fall ; 

My  love  ye  must  not  share, 

Jesus  shall  have  it  all : 

'Tis  bitter  pain,  'tis  cruel  smart, 

But  oh,  thou  must  consent,  my  heart. 

Ye  fair  enchanting  throng, 

Ye  golden  dreams,  farewell : 
Earth  has  prevailed  too  long, 
And  now  I  break  the  spell : 


270,  271       CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

Ye  cherished  joys  of  early  years — 
Jesus,  forgive  these  parting-  tears. 
4       Oh  may  I  feel  thy  worth, 
And  let  no  idol  dare, 
No  vanity  of  earth, 

With  thee,  my  Lord,  compare  ; 
Now  bid  all  worldly  joys  depart, 
And  reign  supremely  in  my  heart. 

jL  /  U     "  Seek  ye  First,'1''  &c— Matt.  vi.  33.        C.  M. 

1  1YTOW  let  a  true  ambition  rise, 
■*- '    And  ardor  fire  our  breast 

To  reign  in  worlds  above  the  skies, 
In  heavenly  glories  dress'd. 

2  Behold  Jehovah's  royal  hand 

A  radiant  crown  display, 
Whose  gems  with  vivid  lustre  shine, 
While  stars  and  suns  decay. 

3  Away,  each  groveling,  anxious  care, 

Beneath  a  Christian's  thought; 

Oh  spring  to  seize  immortal  joys, 

Which  your  Redeemer  bought. 

4  Ye  hearts,  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 

The  glorious  prize  pursue  ; 
Nor  fear  the  want,  of  earthly  good, 
While  heaven  is  kept  in  view. 

/  /  1  Parting  -with  Earthly  Joys.  L.  M. 

1  T  SEND  the  joys  of  earth  away ; 
*•  Away,  ye  tempters  of  the  mind, 


RENOUNCING!  THE  WORLD.  272 

False  as  the  smooth  deceitful  sea, 
And  empty  as  the  whistling  wind. 

2  Your  streams  were  floating  me  along, 
Down  to  the  gulf  of  black  despair; 
And  while  I  listened  to  your  song, 

Your  streams  had  e'en  conveyed  me  there. 

3  Lord,  I  adore  thy  matchless  grace, 
That  warned  me  of  that  dark  abyss; 
That  drew  me  from  those  treacherous  seas, 
And  bade  me  seek  superior  bliss. 

4  Now  to  the  shining  realms  above 

I  stretch  my  hands,  and  glance  my  eyes; 
Oh  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
To  bear  me  to  the  upper  skies. 


Self-deniaU— Luke  ix.  23. 


272 

1  A  ND  must  I  part  with  all  I  have, 
-£*■  My  dearest  Lord,  for  thee? 

It  is  but  right,  since  thou  hast  done 
Much  more  than  this  for  me. 

2  Yes,  let  it  go — one  look  from  thee 

Will  more  than  make  amends 
For  all  the  losses  I  sustain 
Of  credit,  riches,  friends. 

3  Ten  thousand  worlds,  ten  thousand  lives, 

How  worthless  they  appear, 
Compared  with  thee,  supremely  good, 
Divinely  bright  and  fair. 

4  Saviour  of  souls,  could  I  from  thee 

A  single  smile  obtain, 
o 


The  Happy  Choice.— Ruth  i.  16. 


273,  274       CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

Though  destitute  of  all  things  else, 
I'd  glory  in  my  gain. 

273 

1  pEOPLE  of  the  living  God, 

-■-  I  have  sought  the  world  around, 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 
Peace  and  comfort  no  where  found  : 
Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns — 
Turns,  a  fugitive  unblessed  ; 
Brethren,  where  your  altar  burns, 
Oh  receive  me  into  rest. 

2  Lonely  I  no  longer  roam, 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave; 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home, 
Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave ; 
Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore, 
Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine; 
Earth  can  fill  my  soul  no  more, 
Every  idol  I  resign. 


The  Pearl  of  Great  Price. 


274 

1  TTE  glittering  toys  of  earth,  adieu, 

■*■    A  nobler  choice  be  mine; 
A  real  prize  attracts  my  view, 
A  treasure  all  divine. 

2  Jesus,  to  multitudes  unknown, 

Oh  name  divinely  sweet! 
Jesus,  in  thee,  in  thee  alone, 
Wealth,  honor,  pleasure  meet. 


love.  275 

3  Should  earth's  vain  treasures  all  depart, 

Of  this  dear  gift  possessed, 
I'd  clasp  it  to  my  joyful  heart, 
And  be  for  ever  bless'd. 

4  Dear  Sovereign  of  my  soul's  desires, 

Thy  love  is  bliss  divine; 
Accept  the  gift  that  love  inspires, 
And  bid  me  call  thee  mine. 

C  i  '  )  Love  to  the  Redeemer.  8s. 

1  ]Y/|"Y  gracious  Redeemer  I  love, 
-L'-*-   His  praises  aloud  I'll  proclaim, 
And  join  with  the  armies  above, 

To  shout  his  adorable  name: 
To  gaze  on  his  glories  divine, 

Shall  be  my  eternal  employ; 
To  see  them  incessantly  shine, 

My  boundless,  ineffable  joy. 

2  He  freely  redeemed,  with  his  blood, 

My  soul  from  the  confines  of  hell, 
To  live  on  the  smiles  of  my  God, 

And  in  his  sweet  presence  to  dwell ; 
To  shine  with  the  angels  in  light, 

With  saints  and  with  seraphs  to  sing, 
To  view,  with  eternal  delight, 

My  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  my  King. 

3  Ye  palaces,  sceptres,  and  crowns, 

Your  pride  with  disdain  I  survey; 
Your  pomps  are  but  shadows  and  sounds, 
And  pass  in  a  moment  away ; 


The  Same.— John  xxi.  15.  C.  M. 


276,  277       CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

The  crown  that  my  Saviour  bestows, 
Yon  permanent  sun  shall  outshine  ; 

My  joy  everlastingly  flows — 
My  God,  my  Redeemer  is  mine. 

276 

1  "F)0  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord  1 
*~J  Behold  my  heart,  and  see ; 
And  turn  each  hateful  idol  out, 

That  dares  to  rival  thee. 

2  Do  not  I  love  thee  from  my  soul  1 

Then  let  me  nothing  love  ; 

Dead  be  my  heart  to  every  joy, 

When  Jesus  cannot  move. 

3  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still 

To  my  attentive  ear  1 
Doth  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  bound, 
My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear  ? 

4  Hast  thou  a  lamb  in  all  thy  flock 

I  would  disdain  to  feed] 
Hast  thou  a  foe,  before  whose  face 
I  fear  thy  cause  to  plead  1 

5  Thou  know'st  I  love  thee,  gracious  Lord; 

But  oh,  I  long  to  soar 
Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys, 
And  learn  to  love  thee  more. 


277 


The  Presence  of  the  Comforter.  L.  M. 


1  QURE  the  bless'd  Comforter  is  nigh  ; 
^  'Tis  he  sustains  my  fainting  heart ; 


love.  278 

Else  would  my  hope  for  ever  die, 
And  every  cheering  ray  depart. 

2  Whene'er  to  call  the  Saviour  mine, 

With  ardent  wish  my  heart  aspires, 
Can  it  be  less  than  power  divine, 

Which  animates  these  strong  desires  1 

3  And  when  my  cheerful  hope  can  say 

I  love  my  God,  and  taste  his  grace, 
Lord,  is  it  not  thy  blissful  ray, 

Which  brings  this  dawn  of  sacred  peace  ? 

4  Let  thy  kind  Spirit  in  my  heart 

For  ever  dwell,  O  God  of  love, 
And  light,  and  heavenly  peace  impart, 
Sweet  earnest  of  the  joys  above. 

£  (  O  Christ  a  King.  C.  If. 

1  f^OME,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
^  And  joy  to  make  it  known ; 

The  Sovereign  of  your  heart  proclaim, 
And  bow  before  his  throne. 

2  Behold  your  King,  your  Saviour,  crowned 

With  glories  all  divine; 
And  tell  the  wondering  nations  round, 
How  bright  these  glories  shine. 

3  Infinite  power  and  boundless  grace 

In  him  unite  their  rays; 
Ye  that  have  e'er  beheld  his  face, 
Can  ye  forbear  his  praise  1 

4  When  in  his  earthly  courts  we  view 

The  beauties  of  our  King, 


279  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

We  long"  to  love  as  angels  do, 

And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 
5  And  shall  we  long-  and  wish  in  vain  1 

Lord,  teach  our  songs  to  rise  ; 
Thy  love  can  animate  the  strain, 

And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 

/w/y  Confidence  in  the  Saviour.  C.  M. 

1  rPHOU  lovely  source  of  true  delight, 
■*•    Whom  I  unseen  adore, 

Unvail  thy  beauties  to  my  sight, 
That  I  may  love  thee  more. 

2  Thy  glory  o'er  creation  shines; 

But  in  thy  sacred  word, 
I  read,  in  fairer,  brighter  lines, 
My  bleeding,  dying  Lord. 

3  'Tis  here,  whene'er  my  comforts  droop, 

And  sin  and  sorrow  rise, 
Thy  love,  with  cheerful  beams  of  hope, 
My  fainting  breast  supplies. 

4  But  ah  !  too  soon  the  pleasing  scene 

Is  clouded  o'er  with  pain; 
My  gloomy  fears  rise  dark  between, 
And  I  again  complain. 

5  Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  life,  my  light, 

Oh  come  with  blissful  ray, 
Break  radiant  through  the  shades  of  night, 
And  chase  my  fears  away. 

6  Then  shall  my  soul  with  rapture  trace 

The  wonders  of  thy  love ; 


LOVE.  280 


But  the  full  glories  of  thy  face 
Are  only  known  above. 


2S0 


Jesus  Precious.— \  Peter  ii.  7. 


1  "OLESS'D   Jesus,   when    my  soaring 
■*-*  O'er  all  thy  graces  rove,       [thoughts 
How  is  my  soul  in  transport  lost — 

In  wonder,  joy,  and  love ! 

2  Not  softest  strains  can  charm  my  ear, 

Like  thy  beloved  name  ; 
Nor  aught  beneath  the  skies  inspire 
My  heart  with  equal  flame. 

3  Where'er  I  look,  my  wondering  eyes 

Unnumbered  blessings  see; 
But  what  is  life,  with  all  its  bliss, 
If  once  compared  with  thee? 

4  Hast  thou  a  rival  in  my  breast  1 — 

Search,  Lord — for  thou  canst  tell 
If  aught  can  raise  my  passions  thus, 
Or  please  my  soul  so  well, 

5  No — thou  art  precious  to  my  heart — 

My  portion  and  my  joy : 
For  ever  let  thy  boundless  grace 
My  sweetest  thoughts  employ. 

6  When  nature  faints,  around  my  bed 

Let  thy  bright  glories  shine, 
And  death  shall  all  his  terrors  lose, 
In  raptures  so  divine. 


281,  282       CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


Love  to  God.  C.  M. 


281 

1  TTAPPY  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 
J.X  Where  love  inspires  the  breast ; 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 

And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 

2  Knowledge,  alas,  'tis  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear ; 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign, 
If  love  be  absent  there. 

3  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings, 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease : 
'Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings, 
In  the  sweet  realms  of  bliss. 

4  Before  we  quite  forsake  our  clay, 

Or  leave  this  dark  abode, 
The  wings  of  love  bear  us  away, 
To  see  our  smiling  God. 

Zi  O  Z>         "  Patient  in  Tribulation:*  8.  6.  8, 

1  TT7HEN  I  can  trust  my  all  with  God, 

**^    In  trial's  fearful  hour, 
Bow,  all  resigned,  beneath  his  rod, 

And  bless  his  sparing  power  ; 
A  joy  springs  up  amid  distress, 
A  fountain  in  the  wilderness. 

2  Oh  !  to  be  brought  to  Jesus'  feet, 

Though  sorrows  fix  me  there, 

Is  still  a  privilege  most  sweet — 

'Tis  sweet  to  plead  in  prayer, 


RESIGNATION.  283,  284 

Though  sighs  and  tears  its  language  be, 
If  Christ  be  near,  and  smile  on  me. 
3  Then  blessed  be  the  hand  that  gave, 
Still  blessed  when  it  takes; 
Blessed  be  he  who  smites  to  save, 
Who  heals  the  heart  he  breaks: 
Perfect  and  true  are  all  his  ways, 
Whom  heaven  adores,  and  death  obeys. 

/£&  *J  Subynission.  L.  M. 

i  \jy  ait,  °  my sou1'  thy  Maker's  wil1  j 

*  '     Tumultuous  passions,  all  be  still ; 
Nor  let  a  murmuring  thought  arise; 
His  ways  are  just,  his  counsels  wise. 

2  He  in  the  thickest  darkness  dwells, 
Performs  his  work,  the  cause  conceals; 
But,  though  his  methods  are  unknown, 
Judgement  and  truth  support  his  throne. 

3  In  heaven,  and  earth,  and  air,  and  seas, 
He  executes  his  firm  decrees; 

And  by  his  saints  it  stands  confess'd 
That  what  he  does  is  ever  best. 

4  Wait,  then,  my  soul,  submissive  wait, 
Prostrate  before  his  awful  seat; 
And,  'midst  the  terrors  of  his  rod, 
Trust  in  a  wise  and  gracious  God. 


284 


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The  Covenant  of  Mercy.  C.  M. 

1  1YTY  God,  the  covenant  of  thy  love 
-*-'-■-  Abides  for  ever  sure ; 


285  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

And  in  its  matchless  grace  I  feel 
My  happiness  secure. 

2  Since  thou,  the  everlasting  God, 

My  Father  art  become, 
Jesus  my  guardian  and  my  friend, 
And  heaven  my  final  home; — 

3  I  welcome  all  thy  sovereign  will, 

For  all  that  will  is  love ; 
And  when  I  know  not  what  thou  dost, 
I  wait  the  light  above. 

4  Thy  covenant,  in  the  darkest  gloom, 

Shall  be  my  strength  and  stay ; 
Shall  cheer  my  passage  to  the  tomb, 
And  guide  to  endless  day. 


285 


Happiness  in  God.  C.  M. 


1  pATHER,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 
-*-    Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace 

Let  this  petition  rise : 

2  "  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free ; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

3  •'  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  I  am  thine, 

My  life  and  death  attend  ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end." 


RESIGNATION.  286,  287 

'2oO       u  It  is  the  Lord."—!  Sam.  iii.  18.  C.  M. 

1  TT  is  the  Lord — enthroned  in  light, 
-L  Whose  claims  are  all  divine, 
Who  has  an  undisputed  right 

To  govern  me  and  mine. 

2  It  is  the  Lord — who  gives  me  all — 

My  wealth,  my  friends,  my  ease; 
And  of  his  bounties  may  recall 
Whatever  part  he  please. 

3  It  is  the  Lord — whose  matchless  skill 

Can  from  afflictions  raise 
Blessings,  eternity  to  rill 
With  ever-growing  praise. 

4  It  is  the  Lord — my  covenant  God, 

Thrice  blessed  be  his  name; 
Whose  gracious  promise,  sealed  with  blood, 
Must  ever  be  the  same. 

5  Can  I,  with  hopes  so  firmly  built, 

Be  sullen,  or  repine1? 
No — gracious  God — take  what  thou  wilt, 
To  thee  I  all  resign. 


Submission  to  God.  C~  M. 


2S7 

1  1\  TY  God,  my  Father,  blissful  name  ! 
*■**■  Oh,  may  I  call  thee  mine? 
May  I  with  sweet  assurance  claim, 

A  portion  so  divine  3 

2  This  only  can  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  sorrows  fly : 


288,  289    CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

What  harm  can  ever  reach  my  soul, 
Beneath  my  Father's  eye  1 

3  Whate'er  thy  providence  denies, 

I  calmly  would  resign ; 
For  thou  art  good  and  just  and  wise; 
Oh  bend  my  will  to  thine. 

4  Whate'er  thy  sacred  will  ordains, 

Oh  give  me  strength  to  bear: 
And  let  me  know  my  Father  reigns, 
And  trust  his  tender  care. 

Z  O  O  The  Same.  C.  M. 

1  IX/JY  times  of  sorrow  and  of  joy, 
-L'-*-  Great  God,  are  in  thy  hand ; 
My  choicest  comforts  come  from  thee, 

And  go  at  thy  command. 

2  If  thou  should'st  take  them  all  away, 

Yet  would  I  not  repine ; 
Before  they  were  possessed  by  me, 
They  were  entirely  thine. 

3  Nor  would  I  drop  a  murmuring  word, 

Though  the  whole  world  were  gone, 
But  seek  enduring  happiness 
In  thee,  and  thee  alone. 

/60t/  Resignation.  C.  M. 

1    A  LL-WISE,  all-mighty,  and  all-good, 
-"-  In  thee  I  firmly  trust ; 
Thy  ways,  unknown,  or  understood, 
Are  merciful  and  just. 


TRUST.  290 

2  May  I  remember  that  to  thee 

What  e'er  I  have  I  owe, 

And  back  in  gratitude  from  me 

May  all  thy  bounties  flow. 

3  And  though  thy  wisdom  takes  away, 

Shall  I  arraign  thy  will? 
No,  let  me  bless  thy  name,  and  say — 
"  The  Lord  is  gracious  still." 

4  A  pilgrim,  through  the  earth  I  roam, 

Of  nothing  long  possessed ; 
And  all  must  fail  when  I  go  home, 
For  this  is  not  my  rest. 

5  Write  but  my  name  upon  the  roll 

Of  thy  redeemed  above, 
Then  with  my  heart,  and  strength,  and 
I'll  love  thee  for  thy  love.  [soul, 


Refuge  in  God. 


290 

1  T^EAR  refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 
•*-*  On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise — 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 

My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 

For  thou  alone  canst  heal ; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  But  oh,  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  thee  mine ; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 


291  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee? 

Thou  art  my  only  trust ; 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

5  Thy  mercy-seat  is  open  still, 

Here  let  my  soul  retreat, 
With  humble  hope  attend  thy  will, 
And  wait  beneath  thy  feet. 

6* '  k 7  l  Assurance.— Jer '.  xxxi.  3.        L.  M.  6  1. 

1  JESUS,  I  know,  hath  died  for  me— 
**  Here  is  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ; 
Hither,  when  hell  assails,  I  flee, 
And  look  into  my  Saviour's  breast: 
Away,  sad  doubts  and  anxious  fear — 
Mercy  is  all  that's  written  there. 

2  Though  waves  and  storms  go  o'er  my  head, 
Though  strength,  and  health,  and  friends 

be  gone ; 
Though  joys  be  withered  all,  and  dead, 
And  every  comfort  be  withdrawn ; 
Steadfast  on  this  my  soul  relies — 
Father,  thy  mercy  never  dies. 

3  Fixed  on  this  rock  will  I  remain, 
When  heart  shall  fail,  and  flesh  decay ; — 
A  rock  which  shall  my  soul  sustain, 
When  earth's  foundations  melt  away ; 
Mercy's  full  power  I  then  shall  prove, 
Loved  with  an  everlasting  love. 


trust.  292, 293 

£o  £         Divine  Support  and  Guidance.  L.  M. 

1  r\  THOU,  to  whose  all-searching  sight 
^  The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light, 
Search,  prove  my  heart,  it  pants  for  thee ; 
Oh  burst  these  bonds  and  set  it  free. 

2  If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray, 
Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  way ; 
No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear, 

No  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 

3  When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow, 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  wo, 
Jesus,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raise  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 

4  Saviour,  where'er  thy  steps  I  see, 
Dauntless,  untired,  I  follow  thee ; 
Oh  let  thy  hand  support  me  still, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill. 

5  If  rough  and  thorny  be  the  way, 
My  strength  proportion  to  my  day  ; 
Till  toil,  and  grief,  and  pain  shall  cease, 
Where  all  is  calm,  and  joy,  and  peace. 

ZjO  Hope  Encouraged.— Vs.  xlii.  5.  8.  7.  4. 

1  C\  MY  soul,  what  means  this  sadness? 
^  Wherefore  art  thou  thus  cast  down  1 
Let  thy  grief  be  turned  to  gladness, 
Bid  thy  restless  fears  begone ; 

Look  to  Jesus, 
And  confide  in  him  alone. 


294  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

2  Though  ten  thousand  ills  beset  thee, 

From  without  and  from  within, 
Jesus  never  will  forget  thee, 
But  will  break  the  power  of  sin; 

He  is  faithful — 
Thou  the  victory  shalt  win. 

3  Though  distresses  now  attend  thee, 

And  thou  tread'st  the  thorny  road, 

His  right  hand  shall  still  defend  thee — 

Guide  thee  to  his  bless'd  abode — 

Bring  thee,  ransomed, 
To  thy  home,  thy  heaven,  thy  God. 

Z>\jQl      Christian  Confidence.— %  Tim.  i.  12.       C.  M. 

1  T'M  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 
■*■  Or  to  defend  his  cause — 
Maintain  the  honor  of  his  word, 

The  glory  of  his  cross. 

2  Jesus,  my  God — t  know  his  name — 

His  name  is  all  my  trust; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

3  Firm  as  his  throne,  his  promise  stands; 

And  he  can  well  secure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 
Till  the  decisive  hour. 

4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name 

Before  his  Father's  face ; 

And  in  the  new  Jerusalem 

Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 


295 


trust.  295,  296 

The  Fearful  Encouraged.  S.  M. 

1  /^.lYE  to  the  winds  thy  fears, 

Hope  and  be  undismayed ; 
God  hears  thy  sighs,  and  counts  thy  tears, 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head: 

2  Through  waves,  and  clouds,  and  storms, 

He  gently  clears  thy  way ; 
Wait  thou  his  time,  so  shall  this  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

3  Still  heavy  is  thy  heart? 

Still  sink  thy  spirits  down? 
Cast  off  the  weight,  let  fear  depart, 
And  every  care  begone. 

4  What  though  thou  rulest  not; 

Yet  heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell, 
Proclaim  God  sitteth  on  the  throne, 
And  ruleth  all  things  well. 

5  Leave  to  his  sovereign  sway 

To  choose  and  to  command : 
So  shalt  thou,  wond'ring,  own  his  way 
How  wise ;  how  strong  his  hand. 


296 


Looking  to  Jesus.         S.  M.    Double. 


TESUS,  my  strength,  my  hope, 
•*  On  thee  I  cast  my  care, 
With  humble  confidence  look  up, 
And  know  thou  hear'st  my  prayer. 
Give  me  on  thee  to  wait, 
Till  I  can  all  things  do, 
p 


297  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

On  thee,  almighty  to  create, 
Almighty  to  renew. 

2  Give  me  the  godly  fear, 
The  quick  discerning  eye, 

That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 

And  sees  the  tempter  fly; 

A  spirit  still  prepared, 

And  armed  with  jealous  care, 
For  ever  standing  on  its  guard, 

And  watching  unto  prayer. 

3  I  rest  upon  thy  word, 
The  promise  is  for  me ; 

My  succor  and  salvation,  Lord, 

Shall  surely  come  from  thee; 

But  let  me  still  abide, 

Nor  from  my  hope  remove, 
Till  thou  my  patient  spirit  guide 

To  know  thy  perfect  love. 

£\j  I  Remember  me.  C.  M. 

1  C\  THOU  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, 
^  I  lift  my  heart  to  thee ; 

In  all  my  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes, 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

2  When  on  my  sad  and  burdened  heart 

My  sins  lie  heavily, 
My  pardon  speak,  new  peace  impart, 
In  love  remember  me. 

3  When  trials  sore  obstruct  my  way, 

And  ills  I  cannot  flee ; 


TRUST.  298 

Oh  let  my  strength  be  as  my  day ; 
For  good  remember  me. 

4  If,  for  thy  sake,  upon  my  name 

Shame  and  reproach  shall  be, 
I'll  hail  reproach,  and  welcome  shame, 
If  thou  remember  me. 

5  When  worn  with  pain,  disease  and  grief, 

This  feeble  body  see ; 
Grant  patience,  rest  and  kind  relief; 
And,  Lord,  remember  me. 

6  When,  in  the  solemn  hour  of  death, 

I  wait  thy  just  decree  ; 
Be  this  the  prayer  of  my  last  breath — 
Dear  Lord,  remember  me. 

^ZtjO  Strength  equal  to  the  Day.  7s. 

1  "IT7AIT,  my  soul,  upon  the  Lord, 

*  *   To  his  gracious  promise  flee, 
Laying  hold  upon  his  word, 

44  As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be." 

2  If  the  sorrows  of  my  case 

Seem  peculiar  still  to  me, 
God  has  promised  needful  grace, 

44  As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be." 

3  Days  of  trial,  days  of  grief, 

In  succession  I  may  see: 
Daily  this  is  my  relief, 

44  As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be." 

4  Rock  of  Ages,  I'm  secure, 

With  thy  promise  full  and  free — 


299,  300     CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

Faithful,  positive,  and  sure — 

"As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be." 

/6y«7  "  My  Redeemer  Liveth."  CM. 

1  T  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives, 
■*■  And  ever  pleads  for  me : 
Salvation  to  his  saints  he  gives, 

And  life  and  liberty. 

2  I  find  him  lifting  up  my  head, 

He  brings  salvation  near ; 
His  presence  makes  me  free  indeed, 
And  he  will  soon  appear. 

3  He  will  perform  the  work  begun; 

He  will  his  own  defend  ; 
Will  give  me  strength  my  course  to  run, 
And  love  me  to  the  end. 

4  Lord,  I  believe,  and  rest  secure 

In  confidence  divine; 
Thy  promise  stands  for  ever  sure, 
And  all  thou  art  is  mine. 

^5\J\J         Confidence  in  Preserving  Grace.  8s. 

1  A  DEBTOR  to  mercy  alone, 
■£*-  Of  covenant  mercy  I  sing; 
Nor  fear,  with  thy  righteousness  on, 

My  person  and  offerings  to  bring : 
The  terrors  of  law  and  of  God 

With  me  can  have  nothing  to  do; 
My  Saviour's  obedience  and  blood 

Hide  all  my  transgressions  from  view. 


TRUST.  301 

The  work  which  his  goodness  began, 

The  arm  of  his  strength  will  complete; 
His  promise  is  Yea  and  Amen, 

And  never  was  forfeited  yet: 
Things  future,  nor  things  that  are  now, 

Not  all  things  below  or  above 
Can  make  him  his  purpose  forego, 

Or  sever  my  soul  from  his  love. 

My  name  from  the  palms  of  his  hands 

Eternity  will  not  erase; 
Impress'd  on  his  heart  it  remains, 

In  marks  of  indelible  grace: 
Yes — I  to  the  end  shall  endure, 

As  sure  as  the  earnest  is  given; 
More  happy,  but  not  more  secure, 

The  glorified  spirits  in  heaven. 


0  U  1  Delight  in  God.  i 

1  r\  LORD,  I  would  delight  in  thee, 
^  And  on  thy  care  depend ; 

To  thee  in  every  trouble  flee, 
My  best,  my  only  friend. 

2  When  all  created  streams  are  dried, 

Thy  fullness  is  the  same ; 
May  I  with  this  be  satisfied, 
And  glory  in  thy  name. 

3  Oh  that  I  had  a  stronger  faith 

To  look  within  the  vail, 
To  credit  what  my  Saviour  saith, 
Whose  word  can  never  fail. 


302  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

4  O  Lord,  I  cast  my  care  on  thee ; 
I  triumph  and  adore  ; 
Henceforth  my  great  concern  shall  be 
To  love  and  praise  thee  more. 


Prayer  for  Spiritual  Strength. 


302 

1  TYTEAR  me,  O  my  Saviour,  stand, 
■*~™   In  sore  temptation's  hour ; 
Save  me  with  thy  outstretched  hand, 

And  show  forth  all  thy  power  ; 
Oh  be  mindful  of  thy  word ; 

All-sufficient  grace  bestow; 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go. 

2  Give  me,  Lord,  a  holy  fear, 

And  fix  it  in  my  heart; 
That  I  may  from  evil  near 

With  timely  care  depart: 
Sin  be  more  than  hell  abhorred, 

Faith  resist  the  tyrant  foe ; 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go. 

3  Never  let  me  leave  thy  breast, 

Or  from  my  Saviour  stray ; 
Thou  art  my  support  and  rest, 

My  true  and  living  way ; 
My  exceeding  great  reward, 

Mine  above,  and  mine  below ; 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go. 


TRUST.  803 

4  Never  let  me  go,  till  I, 

Upborne  on  wings  oflove, 
Gain  the  region  of  the  sky, 

And  take  my  seat  above; 
See  thee  by  all  heaven  adored, 

And  thy  glorious  fullness  know; 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go. 

SOS  Fear  not.  C.  M. 

1  \TE  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fears; 

-*•  Be  mercy  all  your  theme; 
Mercy,  which  like  a  river  flows 
In  one  continued  stream. 

2  Fear  not  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell; 

God  will  these  powers  restrain; 
His  mighty  arm  their  rage  repel, 
And  make  their  efforts  vain. 

3  Fear  not  the  want  of  outward  good; 

He  will  for  his  provide, 
Grant  them  supplies  of  daily  food, 
And  give  them  heaven  beside. 

4  Fear  not  that  he  will  e'er  forsake, 

Or  leave  his  work  undone ; 
He's  faithful  to  his  promises, 
And  faithful  to  his  Son. 

5  Fear  not  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 

Or  death's  tremendous  sting: 
He  will  from  endless  wrath  preserve, 
To  endless  glory  bring. 


304,  305     CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

6  You  in  his  wisdom,  power,  and  grace, 
May  confidently  trust; 
His  wisdom  guides,  his  power  protects, 
His  grace  rewards  the  just. 

oU4:     "  Casting  all  you?-  care."—l  Pet.  v.  7.      S.  M. 

"OW  gentle  God's  commands  ! 


1  TTO\^ 

-n-  He 


[ow  kind  his  precepts  are! 
Come,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  constant  care. 

2  Beneath  his  powerful  sway, 

His  saints  securely  dwell ; 
That  hand  which  bears  all  nature  up, 
Will  guide  his  children  well. 

3  Why  should  this  anxious  load 

Press  down  your  weary  mind? 
Haste  to  your  heavenly  Father's  throne, 
And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

4  His  goodness  stands  approved, 

Renewed  from  day  to  day  ; 
I'll  drop  my  burden  at  his  feet, 
And  bear  a  song  away. 

*5UD  Prayer  for  Submission.  C.  M. 

1  r\  LORD,  my  best  desire  fulfill, 
^-'  And  help  me  to  resign 

Life,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 

2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command, 

Whose  love  forbids  my  fears  1 


TRUST.  306 

Or  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand 
That  wipes  away  my  tears'? 

3  No,  rather  let  me  freely  yield 

What  most  I  prize,  to  thee, 
Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 
Or  wilt  withhold  from  me. 

4  Wisdom  and  mercy  guide  my  way; 

Shall  I  resist  them  both — 
A  poor  blind  creature  of  a  day, 
And  crushed  before  the  moth  1 

5  But  ah  !  my  inward  spirit  cries — 

Still  bind  me  to  thy  sway ; 
Else  the  next  cloud  that  vails  my  skies, 
Will  drive  these  thoughts  away. 

DUO     "  Trust,  ye  in  the  Lord."— Isa.  xxvi.  4.    C.  M. 

1  TA/'HEN   grief  and   anguish   press  me 

*  *   And  hope  and  comfort  flee,       [down, 
I  cling,  bless'd  Saviour,  to  thy  throne, 
And  stay  my  heart  on  thee. 

2  When  clouds  of  dark  temptation  rise, 

And  pour  their  wrath  on  me, 
To  thee,  for  aid,  I  turn  my  eyes, 
And  fix  my  trust  on  thee. 

3  When  death  invades  my  peaceful  home, 

The  sundered  ties  shall  be 

A  closer  bond,  in  time  to  come, 

To  bind  my  heart  to  thee. 

4  Lord — "not  my  will,  but  thine  be  done:" 

My  soul,  from  fear  set  free, 


307,  308      CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

Her  faith  shall  anchor  at  thy  throne, 
And  trust  alone  in  thee. 

0\J  /      "  What  shall  I  render  <"'— Ps.  cxvi.  12.     CM. 

1  X^OR  mercies  countless  as  the  sands, 
■*■   Which  daily  I  receive 

From  Jesus  my  Redeemer's  hands, 
My  soul,  what  canst  thou  give? 

2  Alas !  from  such  a  heart  as  mine, 

What  can  I  bring  him  forth  1 
My  best  is  stained  and  dyed  with  sin, 
My  all  is  nothing  worth. 

3  Yet  this  acknowledgment  I'll  make 

For  all  he  has  bestowed — 
Salvation's  sacred  cup  I'll  take, 
And  call  upon  my  God. 

4  The  best  return  for  one  like  me, 

So  wretched  and  so  poor, 
Is  from  his  gifts  to  draw  a  plea, 
And  ask  him  still  for  more. 

OUO  Everlasting  Praise.  C.  M. 

1  Y'ES— I  will  bless  thee,  O  my  God, 

■*■  Through  all  my  mortal  days, 
And  to  eternity  prolong 

Thy  vast,  thy  boundless  praise. 

2  Nor  shall  my  tongue  alone  proclaim 

The  honors  of  my  God  ; 
My  life,  with  all  its  active  powers, 
Shall  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 


GRATITUDE.  309 

3  Not  death  itself  shall  stop  my  song, 

Though  death  will  close  my  eyes: 
My  thoughts  shall  then  to  nobler  heights 
And  sweeter  raptures  rise. 

4  There  shall  my  lips  in  endless  praise 

Their  grateful  tribute  pay  ; 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  tongue, 
And  an  eternal  day. 

oU9  "  The  Good  Shepherd."  C.  M. 

1  npO  thee,  my  Shepherd,  and  my  Lord, 
-*■  A  grateful  song  I'll  raise ; 

Oh,  let  the  feeblest  of  thy  flock 
Attempt  to  sing  thy  praise. 

2  But  oh,  what  mortal  tongue  can  speak 

A  subject  so  divine? 
Do  justice  to  so  vast  a  theme, 
And  praise  a  love  like  thine] 

3  My  life,  my  joy,  my  hope,  I  owe 

To  this  amazing  love  ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  comforts  here, 
And  nobler  bliss  above. 

4  To  thee  my  trembling  spirit  flies, 

With  sin  and  grief  oppressed  ; 
Thy  gentle  voice  dispels  my  fears, 
And  lulls  my  cares  to  rest. 

5  Nay,  should  I  walk  through  death's  dark 

With  double  horrors  spread,  [vale 

Thy  rod  would  guide  my  doubtful  steps, 
And  guard  my  drooping  head. 


Sickness  and  Recovery.  C.  M. 


310  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

6  Lead  on,  dear  Shepherd — led  by  thee, 
No  evil  shall  I  fear  ; 
Soon  shall  I  reach  thy  fold  above, 
And  praise  thee  better  there. 

310 

1  1VTY  God,  thy  service  well  demands 
■*-*-*-  The  remnant  of  my  days ; 

Why  was  this  fleeting  breath  renewed, 
But  to  renew  thy  praise. 

2  Thy  arm  of  everlasting  love 

Did  this  weak  frame  sustain, 
When  life  was  hovering  o'er  the  grave, 
And  nature  sunk  with  pain. 

3  Calmly  I  bowed  my  fainting  head 

On  thy  dear  faithful  breast; 
Pleased  to  obey  my  Father's  call 
To  his  eternal  rest. 

4  Into  thy  hands,  my  Saviour  God, 

Did  I  my  all  resign ; 
In  firm  dependence  on  that  truth 
Which  made  salvation  mine. 

5  Back  from  the  borders  of  the  grave 

At  thy  command  I  come ; 
Nor  will  I  urge  a  speedier  flight 
To  my  celestial  home. 

6  Where  thou  appointest  my  abode, 

There  would  I  choose  to  be ; 
For  in  thy  presence  death  is  life, 
And  earth  is  heaven  with  thee. 


GR.VTITUDE.  311,   312 


The  Tribute  of  Gratitude.  C.  M. 


311 

1  T3  RIGHT  source  of  everlasting*  love, 
■*-*  To  thee  our  souls  we  raise; 

And  to  thy  sovereign  bounty  rear 
A  monument  of  praise. 

2  Thy  mercy  gilds  the  path  of  life 

With  every  cheering  ray, 
And  still  restrains  the  rising  tear, 
Or  wipes  that  tear  away. 

3  When,  sunk  in  guilt,  our  souls  approached 

The  borders  of  despair, 
Thy   grace,   through    Jesus'  blood,    pro- 
A  free  salvation  near.  [claimed 

4  What  shall  we  render,  bounteous  Lord, 

For  all  the  grace  we  see? 
Alas!  the  goodness  we  can  yield 
Extendeth  not  to  thee. 

5  To  tents  of  wo,  to  beds  of  pain, 

We  cheerfully  repair ; 
And,  with  the  gift  thy  hand  bestows, 
Relieve  the  sufferer's  care. 

6  The  widow's  heart  shall  sing  for  joy; 

The  orphan's  tear  be  dry ; 
The  sinner  hear  the  call  of  love 
And  find  a  Saviour  ni^h. 


and  Darkness  Deplored.— Vs.  li.  12.  C.  M. 


312  Si, 

1  (~XII  for  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
^  A  calm  and  heavenly  frame ; 


313  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  1 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed ; 

How  sweet  their  memory  still ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void, 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest; 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God — 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame ; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 


The  Believer  in  Darkness. 


313 

1  /^NCE  I  thought  my  mountain  strong, 
^  Firmly  fixed,  no  more  to  move ; 
Then  my  Saviour  was  my  song, 

Then  my  soul  was  filled  with  love : 
Those  were  happy,  golden  days, 
Sweetly  spent  in  prayer  and  praise. 


SORROW  FOR  SIN.  314 

2  Little  then,  myself  I  knew, 

Little  thought  of  Satan's  power; 
Now  I  feel  my  sins  anew, 

Now  I  feel  the  stormy  hour. 
Sin  has  put  my  joys  to  flight, 
Sin  has  turned  my  day  to  night. 

3  Saviour  shine  and  cheer  my  soul ; 

Bid  my  dying  hopes  revive; 
Make  my  wounded  spirit  whole, 

Far  away  the  tempter  drive: 
Speak  the  word  and  set  me  free, 
Let  me  live  alone  to  thee. 

0  1  4  Prayer  in  Affliction.  7. 6. 

1  rjREAT  author  of  my  being, 
^~*   Who  seest  my  inward  care, 
The  ills  of  thy  decreeing 

Enable  me  to  bear ; 
The  justice  of  thy  sentence 

With  meekest  awe  to  own, 
And  spend  in  deep  repentance 

My  last  expiring  groan. 
My  sin  to  thee  confessing, 

I  ask  thee  to  impart 
That  greatest,  richest  blessing — 

The  humble,  contrite  heart: 
The  spirit  of  contrition 

Oh  might  I  now  receive, 
For  all  my  soul's  ambition 

Is  worthily  to  grieve. 


315  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

3  Oh,  for  the  Saviour's  merit, 

The  forfeiture  restore, 
And  land  my  fainting  spirit 

On  yonder  happy  shore. 
In  safety  waft  me  over, 

To  harbor  in  thy  breast, 
And  let  me  there  recover 

My  everlasting  rest. 

0  J.  O  Mourning  over  Declension.  C.  M. 

1  Y\7HY  is  my  heart  so  far  from  thee, 

vv    My  God,  my  chief  delight? 
Why  are  my  thoughts  no  more^by  day 
With  thee — no  more  by  night? 

2  Why  should  my  foolish  passions  rove? 

Where  can  such  sweetness  be 
As  I  have  tasted  in  thy  love, 
As  I  have  found  in  thee? 

3  When  my  forgetful  soul  renews 

The  savor  of  thy  grace, 
My  heart  presumes  I  cannot  lose 
The  relish  all  my  days. 

4  But  ere  one  fleeting  hour  is  past, 

The  flattering  world  employs 
Some  sensual  bait  to  seize  my  taste, 
And  to  pollute  my  joys. 

5  Wretch  that  I  am,  to  wander  thus, 

In  chase  of  false  delight ! 
Let  me  be  fastened  to  thy  cross, 
Rather  than  lose  thy  sight. 


SORROW  FOR  SIN.  31G,   317 

6  Make  haste,  my  days,  to  reach  the  goal, 
And  bring  my  heart  to  rest 
On  the  dear  centre  of  my  soul, 
My  God,  my  Saviour's  breast. 

0  1  D  "  fWl  yc  also  go  aivay  <"'— John  vi.  67.     C.  M. 

1  TyHEN  any  turn  from  Zion's  way, 

'  *     (Alas  what  numbers  do !) 
Methinks  I  hear  my  Saviour  say — 
"Wilt  thou  forsake  me  too]" 

2  Ah,  Lord,  with  such  a  heart  as  mine, 

Unless  thou  hold  me  fast, 
I  feel  I  must,  I  shall  decline, 
And  prove  like  them  at  last. 

Yet  thou  alone  hast  power,  I  know, 

To  save  a  wretch  like  me; 
To  whom,  or  whither  could  I  go, 

If  I  should  turn  from  thee  \ 
No  voice  but  thine  can  give  me  rest, 

And  bid  my  fears  depart ; 
No  love  but  thine  can  make  me  bless'd, 

And  satisfy  my  heart. 
What  anguish  has  that  question  stirred — 

"And  wilt  thou  also  go?" 
Yet,  Lord,  relying  on  thy  word, 

I  humbly  answer — no. 


317 


Prayer  for  Divine  Light. 


C\N  reveal  thy  lovely  face ; 

"  Quicken  all  my  drooping  powers; 


318  CHRISTIAN   EXPERIENCE. 

Gasps  my  fainting-  soul  for  grace, 
As  a  thirsty  land  for  showers ; 
Haste,  my  Lord,  no  more  delay  ; 
Come,  my  Saviour,  come  away. 

2  Dark  and  cheerless  is  the  morn, 

Unaccompanied  by  thee; 
Joyless  is  the  day's  return, 

Till  thy  mercy's  beams  I  see; 
Till  thou  inward  Jig-ht  impart, 
Glad  my  eyes,  and  warm  my  heart. 

3  Visit  then,  this  soul  of  mine, 

Pierce  the  gloom  of  sin  and  grief; 
Fill  me,  Radiancy  divine; 

Scatter  all  my  unbelief; 
More  and  more  thyself  display, 
Shining  to  the  perfect  day. 

0  1 0    The  Smile  of  the  Saviour  Withdrawn.     H.  M. 

1  TX7HERE  is  the  Saviour  now, 

*  *     Whose  smiles  I  once  possessed] 
Till  he  return,  I  bow, 

By  heaviest  grief  oppressed  ; 
My  days  of  happiness  are  gone, 
And  I  am  left  to  weep  alone. 

2  Where  can  the  mourner  go 

And  tell  his  tale  of  grief? 
Ah,  who  can  sooth  his  wo, 

And  give  him  sweet  relief? 
What  balm  can  heal  the  wounded  breast, 
And  give  the  troubled  conscience  rest  1 


DARKNESS.  319,  320 

Thou,  Jesus,  canst  impart, 

By  thy  long  wished  return, 
Ease  to  this  wounded  heart, 
And  bid  me  cease  to  mourn; 
Then  shall  this  night  of  sorrow  flee, 
And  I  rejoice,  my  Lord,  in  thee. 


Hope  in  God. — Ps.  lxxvii.  7. 


319 

1  ENCOMPASSED  with  clouds  of  dis- 
■^  Just  ready  all  hope  to  resign,  [tress, 
I  pant  for  the  light  of  thy  face, 

And  fear  it  will  never  be  mine : 
Disheartened  with  waiting  so  long, 

I  sink  at  thy  feet  with  my  load; 
All  plaintive  I  pour  out  my  song, 

And  stretch  forth  my  hands  unto  God. 

2  Shine,  Lord,  and  my  terror  shall  cease ; 

The  blood  of  atonement  apply; 
And  lead  me  to  Jesus  for  peace — 

The  rock  that  is  higher  than  I: 
Almighty  to  rescue  thou  art; 

Thy  grace  is  my  shield  and  my  tower: 
Oh  visit  and  gladden  my  heart; 

Let  this  be  the  day  of  thy  power. 

j2U  Supplication.  C.  M. 

1  "LXEAR,  gracious  God,  my  humble  moan, 
■"-*■  To  thee  I  breathe  my  sighs; 
When  will  the  mournful  night  be  gone, 
And  when  my  joys  arise  1 


321  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

2  My  God ! — Oh  could  I  make  the  claim — 

My  Father  and  my  Friend — 

And  call  thee  mine  by  every  name 

On  which  thy  saints  depend — 

3  By  every  name  of  power  and  love, 

I  would  thy  grace  entreat: 
Nor  should  my  humble  hope  remove, 
Nor  leave  thy  mercy  seat. 

4  Yet,  though  my  soul  in  darkness  mourns, 

Thy  word  is  all  my  stay; 
Here  would  I  rest  till  light  returns; 
Thy  presence  makes  my  day. 

5  Speak,  Lord,  and  bid  celestial  peace 

Relieve  my  aching  heart ; 
Oh  smile,  and  bid  my  sorrows  cease, 
And  all  the  gloom  depart. 

6  Then  shall  my  drooping  spirit  rise, 

And  bless  the  healing  rays; 
And  change  these  deep,  complaining  sighs, 
To  songs  of  sacred  praise. 

{j  /L  1  Spiritual  Desertion.  Ss. 

1  TTOW  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours 
J--*-  When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see  ! 
Sweet  prospects,  sweet  birds,  and  sweet 

flowers, 
Have  lost  all  their  sweetness  to  me. 

2  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 

And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice : 


REPENTANCE.  322 

His  presence  disperses  my  gloom, 
And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice. 

3  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 

And  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song, 
Say,  why  do  I  languish  and  pine, 
And  why  are  my  winters  so  long? 

4  Oh  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky, 

Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore, 
Or  take  me  up  to  thee  on  high, 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 

tl—'w  Prayer  of  the  Penitent.  7.  6. 

1  JESUS,  let  thy  pitying  eye 

Call  back  a  wandering  sheep; 
False  to  thee,  like  Peter,  I 

Would  fain  like  Peter  weep; 
Let  me  be  by  grace  restored, 

And  to  me  thy  mercy  shown ; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

2  Saviour,  Prince,  enthroned  above, 

Repentance  to  impart, 
Give  me,  through  thy  dying  love, 

The  humble,  contritehcart: 
This  I  should  have  long  implored, 

For  thou  all  my  sin  hast  known; 
Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

3  See  me,  Saviour,  from  above, 

Nor  suffer  me  to  die ; 


The  Same.  C.  M. 


323,  324       CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

Life,  and  happiness,  and  love, 
Fall  from  thy  gracious  eye  : 

Speak  the  reconciling  word, 
Let  thy  mercy  melt  me  down ; 

Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 
And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

323 

1  C\  THOU,  whose  tender  mercy  hears 
^  Contrition's  humble  sigh  ; 
Whose  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 

From  sorrow's  weeping  eye — 

2  See,  low  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 

A  wretched  wanderer  mourn; 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  % 
Hast  thou  not  said — Return  ? 

3  And  shall  my  guilty  fears  prevail 

To  drive  me  from  thy  feet? 
Oh  let  not  this  dear  refuge  fail, 
This  only  safe  retreat. 

4  Oh  shine  on  this  benighted  heart, 

With  beams  of  mercy  shine  ; 
And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 
A  taste  of  joys  divine. 

J24  Long-suffering  of  God.  7s 

1  "T)EPTH  of  mercy  !—  can  there  be 
-■-^Mercy  still  reserved  for  me  1 
Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear — 
Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare  ? 


Q 


REPENTANCE.  325 

I  have  long  withstood  li is  grace; 
Long  provoked  him  to  his  face; 
Would  not  hear  his  gracious  calls; 
Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

Lo,  I  cumber  still  the  ground, 

Lo,  an  advocate  is  found  ! 

There  for  me  the  Saviour  stands, 

Shows  his  wounds,  and  spreads  his  hands. 

Lord,  incline  me  to  repent ; 
Let  me  now  my  fall  lament; 
Deeply  my  revolt  deplore, 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 


The  Backtliikr  Restored.     C.  M.  Double. 


325 

1  JESUS,  thou  friend  of  sinners,  hear, 
•^    Yet  once  again  I  pray ; 
Forgive  my  debt,  and  set  me  clear, 

For  I  have  nought  to  pay : 
Speak  now,  oh  speak  the  kind  release, 

My  wandering  soul  restore; 
Speak  thou  my  pardon,  seal  my  peace, 

And  bid  me  sin  no  more. 

2  For  my  ingratitude  and  pride, 

Thou  hast  withdrawn  thy  grace; 
Hast  left  me  long  to  wander  wide, 

An  outcast  from  thy  face: 
But  now  my  vileness  I  confess, 

And  mercy  I  implore; 
Oh  speak  my  pardon,  seal  my  peace, 

And  bid  me  sin  no  more. 


362  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

3  From  the  hard  tyranny  of  sin 

My  struggling  soul  set  free; 
Thy  perfect  righteousness  begin 

And  carry  on  in  me ; 
Speak,  and  the  war  within  will  cease. 

The  tempter  will  give  o'er: 
Oh  speak  my  pardon,  seal  my  peace, 

And  bid  me  sin  no  more. 


The  Same.  C.  M. 


326 

1  TTOW  oft,  alas!  this  wretched  heart 
•"■  Has  wandered  from  the  Lord ! 
How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart, 

Forgetful  of  his  word  ! 

2  Yet  sovereign  mercy  calls — "  return." 

Dear  Lord,  and  may  I  come] 
My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn; 
Oh  take  the  wanderer  home. 

3  And  canst  thou — wilt  thou  yet  forgive, 

And  bid  my  crimes  remove] 
And  shall  a  pardoned  rebel  live 
To  speak  thy  wondrous  love] 

4  Almighty  grace,  thy  healing  power 

How  glorious — how  divine! 
That  can  to  life  and  blios  restore 
A  heart  so  vile  as  mine. 

5  Thy  pardoning  love — so  free,  so  sweet — 

Dear  Saviour,  I  adore  ; 
Oh  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 


REPENTANCE.  327,  328 

oin  The  Same.  CM. 

1  QIXCE  from  thy  feet  I  dared  to  roam, 
^~\\Iy  soul  has  found  no  rest ; 
Chastised  and  contrite  back  I  come, 

To  seek  it  in  thy  breast. 

2  And  dust  thou  say  thou  wilt  receive 

And  call  me  still  thy  own  1 
My  spirit,  hear,  accept,  believe — 
And  melt  my  heart  of  stone. 

3  Again  that  gracious  word  to  me, 

Oh  speak  that  word  again  ; 
'Twill  set  my  soul  from  bondage  free, 
And  loose  my  every  chain. 

4  No — blessed  Lord,  not  every  chain, 

Not  every  bond  remove; 
Let  one,  at  least,  unloosed  remain, 
The  bond  of  grateful  love. 

O^O  Deliverance  from  Sin.  7.  5. 

1  TESUS,  make  this  heart  thy  own, 
■J    Make  it  wholly  thine ; 

What  to  earth  is  sadly  prone, 
Now  to  heaven  incline. 

2  Let  thy  love  my  soul  imbue 

With  a  holy  joy  ; 
Let  thy  blessed  will  to  do 
Be  my  chief  employ. 

3  Wean  me  from  the  things  of  sense, 

That  must  fade  away  ; 


329,  330       CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

Fix  my  earnest  wishes  hence, 

'Mid  a  clearer  day. 
4  Bless  me  with  thy  heavenly  peace, 

Bid  all  darkness  flee, 
And  when  earthly  things  shall  cease, 

Let  me  rest  with  thee. 

Q&i)  Self- Examination.  L.  M. 

1  A  ND  what  am  I  ] — My  soul,  awake, 
-*-*•  And  an  impartial  survey  take: 
Does  no  dark  sign,  no  ground  of  fear, 
In  practice  or  in  heart  appear] 

2  What  image  does  my  spirit  bear  ? 
Is  Jesus  formed  and  living  there? 
Say — do  his  lineaments  divine 

In  thought,  and  word,  and  action  shine? 

3  Searcher  of  hearts,  oh  search  me  still; 
The  secrets  of  my  soul  reveal ; — 

My  fears  remove — let  me  appear 
To  God  and  my  own  conscience  clear. 

4  May  I  at  that  bless'd  world  arrive, 
Where  Christ  through  all  my  soul  shall 
And  give  full  proof  that  he  is  there,  [live; 
Without  one  gloomy  doubt  or  fear. 

330 


The  Same. 


1  ,rPIS  a  point  I  long  to  know — 
■*■    Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought — 
Do  I  love  the  Lord  or  no  ? 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not  ? 


SELF-EXAMINATION.  330 

2  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 

Prayer  a  task  and  burden  prove, 
Every  trifle  give  me  pain, 
If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love  ? 

3  When  I  turn  my  eyes  within, 

All  is  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild; 
Filled  with  unbelief  and  sin, 
Can  I  deem  myself  a  child  1 

4  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 

Sin  is  mixed  with  all  I  do; 
You  who  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Tell  me — is  it  thus  with  you  1 

5  Yet,  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will, 

Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall; 
Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all? 

6  Could  I  joy  his  saints  to  meet, 

Choose  the  ways  I  once  abhorred, 
Find  at  times  the  promise  sweet, 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord] 

7  Lord,  decide  this  doubtful  case — 

Thou  who  art  thy  people's  sun, 
Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace, 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

8  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 

If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray  ; 
If  I  have  not  loved  before, 
Help  me  to  begin  to-day. 


331,  332       CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

00  1        The  Contrite  Heart.— Isa.  lvii.  15.         C.  M. 

1  T^HE  Lord  will  happiness  divine 

x    On  contrite  hearts  bestow  ; 
Then  tell  me,  gracious  God,  is  mine 
A  contrite  heart  or  no? 

2  My  best  desires  are  faint  and  few, 

I  fain  would  strive  for  more ; 
But,  when  I  cry—"  My  strength  renew," 
Seem  weaker  than  before. 

3  Thy  saints  are  comforted,  I  know, 

And  love  thy  house  of  prayer ; 
I  therefore  go  where  others  go, 
But  find  no  comfort  there. 

4  Oh  make  this  heart  rejoice  or  ache  ; 

Decide  this  doubt  for  me  ; 
And,  if  it  be  not  broken,  break — 
And  heal  it,  if  it  be. 

0  O  Z>  Address  to  the  Judge  of  all.  8.  6. 

1  TA/"HEN  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shalt 

come 
To  bring  thy  ransomed  people  home, 

Shall  I  among  them  stand  1 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 

Be  found  at  thy  right  hand  1 

2  I  love  to  meet  among*  them  now, 
Before  thy  gracious  feet  to  bow, 

Though  vilest  of  them  all : 


SELF-EXAMINATION.  333 

But  can  I  bear  the  piercing  thought — 
What  if  my  name  should  be  left  out, 
When  thou  for  them  shalt  call ! 

3  Prevent,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace; 
Be  thou,  dear  Lord,  my  hiding-place, 

In  this  accepted  day  : 
Thy  pardoning  voice  oh  let  me  hear, 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear; 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 

4  Let  me  among  thy  saints  be  found, 
Whene'er    the    archangel's    trump   shall 

To  see  thy  smiling  face  :  [sound, 

Then  loudest  of  the  crowd  I'll  sing, 
W  hile  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring 

With  shouts  of  sovereign  grace. 

0  O  O  Hope  and  Solicitude.  C.  M. 

1  ]\TY  soul  would  fain  indulge  a  hope 
■Ltx  To  reach  the  heavenly  shore; 
And,  when  I  drop  this  dying  flesh, 

That  I  shall  sin  no  more." 

2  I  hope  to  hear  and  join  the  song 

That  saints  and  angels  raise ; 
And  while  eternal  ages  roll, 
To  sing  eternal  praise. 

3  But  oh— this  dreadful  heart  of  sin  ! 

It  may  deceive  me  still ; 
And  while  I  look  for  joys  above, 
May  plunge  me  down  to  hell. 

4  The  scene  must  then  for  ever  close, 

Probation  at  an  end  ; 


334  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

No  gospel  grace  can  reach  me  there, 
No  pardon  there  descend. 
5  Come  then,  O  blessed  Jesus,  come, 
To  me  thy  Spirit  give ; 
Shine  through  a  dark,  benighted  soul, 
And  bid  a  sinner  live. 


The  Pilgrim's  Song. 


334 

1  "DISE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 
-*-•*  Thy  better  portion  trace; 

Rise  from  transitory  things, 

Towards  heaven,  thy  native  place : 

Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  decay  ; 
Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove  ; 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 
To  seats  prepared  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course ; 
Fire  ascending  seeks  the  sun — 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source ; 
So  a  soul  that's  born  of  God 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face; 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn ; 

Press  onward  to  the  prize; 
Soon  the  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies: 
Yet  a  season,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given ; 
All  your  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heaven. 


LONGING  FOR  HEAVEN.        335,   336 

0  O  0       Support  in  the  Hope  of  Heaven.  C.  M. 

1  1THIEX  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  hellish  darts  be  hurled, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall, 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest; 

And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 

Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

0  «J  0  Desiring  to  Depart.  7.  6. 

1  TTAPPY  who  in  Jesus  live; 
*-*-  But  happier  far  are  they 
Who  to  God  their  spirits  give, 

And  flee  from  earth  away : 
Yet,  if  so  thy  will  ordain, 

We'll  pursue  this  toilsome  road, 
Cheerful  in  the  flesh  remain, 

And  meekly  bear  the  load. 

2  To  thy  wise  and  gracious  will 

We  quietly  submit; 
Waiting  for  redemption  still, 
But  waiting  at  thy  feet: 


337 


CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 


When  thou  wilt  the  blessing  give, 

Call  us  up  thy  face  to  see  ; 
Only  let  thy  servants  live, 

And  let  us  die — to  thee. 

00  I        Consolation  in  the  Thought  of  God.        CM. 

1  HPHY  gracious  presence,  O  my  God, 

*-  My  every  wish  contains; 
With  this,  beneath  affliction's  load, 
My  heart  no  more  complains. 

2  This  can  my  every  care  control, 

Gild  each  dark  scene  with  light; 
This  is  the  sunshine  of  the  soul; 
Without  it  all  is  night. 

3  Oh  happy  scenes  of  pure  delight, 

Where  thy  full  beams  impart 
Unclouded  beauty  to  the  sight, 
And  rapture  to  the  heart. 

4  Her  part  in  those  fair  realms  of  bliss 

My  spirit  longs  to  know; 

My  wishes  terminate  in  this, 

Nor  can  they  rest  below. 

5  Lord,  shall  these  breathings  of  my  heart 

Aspire  in  vain  to  thee  ? 
Confirm  my  hope  that  where  thou  art, 
I  shall  for  ever  be. 

6  Then  shall  my  cheerful  spirit  sing 

The  darksome  hours  away, 
And  rise,  on  faith's  expanded  wing, 
To  everlasting  day. 


LONGING  FOR  HEAVEN.        333,   339 
J»JU  Longing  to  be  with  Clirist.  8s. 

1  T^O  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope, 
■*■  My  soul  is  in  haste  to  be  gone; 

Oh  bear  me,  ye  cherubim,  up, 
And  waft  me  away  to  his  throne. 

2  My  Saviour,  whom  absent  I  love; 

Whom,  not  having  seen,  I  adore ; 
Whose  name  is  exalted  above 
All  glory,  dominion,  and  power — 

3  Dissolve  thou  these  bonds,  that  detain 

My  soul  from  her  portion  in  thee; 
Oh  strike  off  this  adamant  chain, 
And  make  me  eternally  free. 

4  When  that  happy  era  begins, 

Arrayed  in  thy  glories  I'll  shine; 
Nor  grieve  any  more,  by  my  sins, 
The  bosom  on  which  I  recline. 

339  Confidence  in  God.  C.  M. 

1  1\TY  soul,  triumphant  in  the  Lord, 
-'-'-■-  Shall  tell  its  joys  abroad, 
And  march  with  holy  vigor  on, 

Supported  by  its  God. 

2  Through  all  the  winding  maze  of  life 

His  hand  has  been  my  guide  ; 
And  in  that  long  experienced  care 
My  heart  shall  still  confide. 

3  His  grace  through  all  the  desert  flows, 

An  unexhausted  stream ; 

K 


340  CHRISTIAN  EXPERIENCE. 

That  grace,  on  Zion's  sacred  mount, 
Shall  be  my  endless  theme. 

4  Beyond  the  choicest  joys  of  lime 

These  distant  courts  I  love  ; 
But  oh,  I  burn  with  strong  desire 
To  view  thy  house  above. 

5  Amid  the  shining-,  glorious  band, 

My  soul  would  there  adore ; 
A  pillar  in  thy  temple  fixed, 
To  be  removed  no  more. 

04U  Longing  for  Heaven.  8s. 

1  \TE  angels  who  stand  round  the  throne, 

JL  And  view  my  ImmanueFs  face, 
In  rapturous  songs  make  him  known; 

Tune,  tune  your  soft  harps  to  his  praise. 
Ye  saints,  who  stand  nearer  than  they, 

And  cast  your  bright  crowns  at  his  feet, 
His  grace  and  his  glory  display, 

And  all  his  rich  mercy  repeat. 

2  Oh,  when  will  the  period  appear, 

When  I  shall  unite  in  your  song? 
I'm  weary  of  lingering  here, 

And  I  to  your  Saviour  belong: 
I'm  fettered  and  chained  up  in  clay; 

I  struggle  and  pant  to  be  free  ; 
I  long  to  be  soaring  away, 

My  God  and  my  Saviour  to  see. 

3  I  long  to  put  on  my  attire, 

Washed  white  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb ; 


ACCESS  TO  GOD.  341 

I  long  to  be  one  of  your  choir, 

And  tune  my  sweet  harp  to  his  name. 

I  long — oh,  I  long  to  be  there, 
Where  sorrow  and  sin  bid  adieu ; 

Your  joy  and  your  friendship  to  share, 
To  wonder  and  worship  with  you. 


341 


PRAYER. 

Coming  to  the  Mercy-Seat.  C.  M. 

1  A  PPROACH,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat 
•£*•  Where  Jesus  answers  prayer; 
There  humbly  fall  before  his  feet, 

For  none  can  perish  there. 

2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea — 

Willi  this  I  venture  nigh; 
Thou  callest  burdened  souls  to  thee, 
And  such,  O  Lord,  am  I. 

3  Bowed  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin, 

By  Satan  sorely  press'd, 
By  war  without  and  fears  within, 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding.place, 

That,  sheltered  near  thy  side, 
I  may  my  fierce  accuser  face, 
And  tell  him  thou  hast  died. 

5  Oh  wondrous  love  !  to  bleed  and  die, 

To  bear  the  cross  and  shame, 


342,  343  PRAYER. 

That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
Might  plead  thy  gracious  name. 

iJ^±/£/     Persevering  Prayer.— Luke  xviii.  7.       S.  M. 

1  /~^UR  Lord,  who  knows  full  well 
^  The  heart  of  every  saint, 
Invites  us  all  our  wants  to  tell, 

To  pray,  and  never  faint. 

2  He  bows  his  gracious  ear — 

We  never  plead  in  vain ; 
Yet  we  must  wait  till  he  appear, 
And  pray,  and  pray  again. 

3  'Twas  thus  a  widow  poor, 

Without  support  or  friend, 
Beset  the  unjust  judge's  door, 
And  gained,  at  last,  her  end. 

4  And  will  not  Jesus  hear 

His  chosen  when  they  cry  1 
Yes,  though  he  may  awhile  forbear, 
He'll  help  them  from  on  high. 

5  Then  let  us  earnest  be, 

And  never  faint  in  prayer; 
He  loves  our  humble  faith  to  see, 
And  makes  our  cause  his  care. 

343  The  Mercy-Seat.  L.  M. 

1  "C^ROM  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
■*•  From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat, — 
'Tis  found  beneath  the  mercy-seat. 


IN  AFFLICTION.  344 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads; 

A  place,  than  all  besides  more  sweet- 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, 

U  here  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend : 
Though  sundered  far-by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  There,  there,  on  eagle-wings  we  soar, 
And  sense  and  sin  becloud  no  more,     ' 
And  heaven  comes  down,  our  souls  to  greet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

0~±~±  Waiting  for  God.— Vs.  cxxx.  5.  S.  M. 

1  0UT  of  the  dePths  of  wo, 
w  To  thee,  O  Lord,  I  cry ; 
Darkness  surrounds  me,  but  I  know 

That  thou  art  ever  m'o-h. 

2  Then  hearken  to  my  voice, 

Give  ear  to  my  complaint; 
Thou  bid'st  the  mourning  soul  rejoice, 
Thou  comfortest  the  faint. 

3  I  cast  my  hope  on  thee, 

Thnu  canst,  thou  wilt  forgive: 
Wert  thou  to  mark  iniquity^ 
Who  in  thy  sight  could  live] 

4  Humbly  on  thee  I  wait, 

Confessing  all  my  sin  ; 
Lord,  I  am  knocking  at  thy  gate, 
Open  and  take  me  in. 


345,  346  PRAYER. 

045  The  Mercy  Seat.  C.  M. 

1  TVTQi  never  shall  my  heart  despond, 
*■*  Long  as  my  lips  can  pray; 

My  latest  breath,  with  effort  fond, 
Shall  pass  in  prayer  away. 

2  There  is  a  heavenly  mercy-seat 

To  calm  the  sinner's  fears; 

There  is  a  Saviour  at  whose  feet 

The  mourner  dries  his  tears. 

3  When  friends  depart,  and  hopes  are  riven, 

And  gathering  storms  I  see, 
My  soul  is  but  the  sooner  driven, 
Eternal  Rock,  to  thee. 

4  Oh  for  a  voice  of  sweeter  sound, 

For  every  wind  to  bear — 
To  teach  the  listening  world  around 
The  blessedness  of  prayer ! 

«54t)  Seeking  after  God.— Job  xxiii.  3.  C.  M. 

1  (~\H  that  I  knew  the  secret  place 
^  Where  I  might  find  my  God ; 
I'd  spread  my  wants  before  his  face, 

And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 

2  I'd  tell  him  how  my  sins  arise, 

What  sorrows  I  sustain  ; 
How  grace  decays,  and  comfort  dies, 
And  leaves  my  heart  in  pain. 

3  He  knows  what  arguments  I'd  take 

To  wrestle  with  my  God ; 


UE.NEFITS.  347 

I'd  plead  for  his  own  mercy's  sake, 

And  tor  my  Saviour's  blood. 
1  My  God  will  pity  my  complaints, 

And  heal  my  broken  bones; 
He  knows  the  meaning  of  his  saints, 

The  language  of  their  groans. 
5  Arise,  my  soul,  from  deep  distress, 

And  banish  every  fear; 
He  calls  thee  to  his  throne  of  grace, 

To  spread  thy  sorrows  there. 

tj~±  i  Exhortation  to  Prayer.  L.  M. 

1  TX/'HA.T  various  hindrances  we  meet, 

*  *    In  coming  to  a  mercy-seat ! 
Yet,  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there  ? 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darkened  cloud  with- 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw;  [draw; 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 

Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight; 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armor  bright ; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  Have  you  no  words'?    Ah!  think  again; 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow-creature's  ear, 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

5  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent, 
To  heaven  in  supplication  sent, 


What  is  Prayer  ?  C.  M. 


348  PRAYEE. 

Your  cheerful  song  would  oftener  be — 
"  Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me. 

348 

1  T3RAYER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
■*-   Uttered  or  unexpressed  ; 

The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear, 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try  : 
Prayer  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air: 
His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death  ; 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

5  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 

Returning  from  his  ways; 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  cry — "Behold  he  prays." 

6  O  thou,  by  whom  we  come  to  God — 

The  life,  the  truth,  the  way  ; 
The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod  ; 
Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray. 


349 


BENEFITS.  349,  350 

Prayer  fur  Sanctijicatioiu  7s. 

1  QO.ME,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
^  Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer; 
He  himself  has  bid  thee  pray, 
Thou  wiJt  not  be  thrust  away. 

2  With  my  burden  I  begin  ; 
Lord,  remove  this  load  of  sin; 
Let  thy  blood  for  sinners  spilt, 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 

3  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest, 
Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 

There  thy  blood-bought  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

4  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer; 

Be  my  guide,  my  guard,  my  friend; 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

5  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do, 
Every  hour  my  strength  renew; 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith, 

Let  me  die  thy  people's  death. 

OOU  The  Same.  S.  M.    Double. 

1    A  II,  when  shall  I  awake 
J^~  From  sin's  soft  soothing  power; 
The  slumber  from  my  spirit  shake, 

And  rise  to  fall  no  more  ? 
Awake,  no  more  to  sleep, 

But  stand  with  constant  care, 


351 


PRAYER. 


Look  up  to  God  my  soul  to  keep, 
And  ever  watch  in  prayer. 

2  Oh,  could  I  always  pray, 

And  never,  never  faint — 
Freely  to  God  might  I  convey 

Each  wo  and  each  complaint; 
Before  him  might  I  lie, 

And  tell  him  all  my  care; 
And  Father,  Abba,  Father,  cry, 

And  pour  a  ceaseless  prayer. 

3  My  Saviour,  I  would  wait, 

Till  thou  shalt  make  me  whole; 
Till  thou  shalt  all  things  new  create 

In  my  believing  soul ; 
Till  thou  my  sins  subdue, 

Till  thou  my  sins  destroy, 
My  spirit  after  God  renew, 

And  fill  with  peace  and  joy. 

0  0  1  Help  from  God^-Vs.  cxxi.  7.  6. 

1  rpO  the  hills  I  lift  my  eyes, 

-*•    The  everlasting  hills; 
Thence  I  draw  divine  supplies, 

My  soul  new  vigor  fills  : 
Faithful  is  his  promised  word  ; 

Help,  while  yet  I  ask,  is  given — 
Given  by  the  sovereign  Lord, 

Who  made  both  earth  and  heaven. 

2  Faithful  soul,  pray  always — pray, 

And  still  in  God  confide ; 


BENEFITS.  352 

He  thy  feeble  steps  shall  stay, 

Nor  suffer  thee  to  slide  ; 
Lean  on  thy  Redeemer's  breast ; 

He  thy  trusting  spirit  keeps ; 
Rest  in  him,  securely  rest; 

Thy  watchman  never  sleeps. 
3  Not  the  powers  of  earth  or  hell 

Thy  Guardian  can  surprise; 
Careless  slumber  cannot  steal 

On  his  all-seeing  eyes; 
To  his  saints  a  sure  defence, 

They  his  faithful  care  shall  prove ; 
Kept  by  watchful  Providence, 

And  ever-waking  love. 


352 


To  Whom  shall  we  go  I 


1  T  ORD,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright, 
-^  With  reverence  and  with  fear : 
Though  dust  and  ashes  in  thy  sight, 

We  may,  we  must  draw  near. 

2  We  perish  if  we  cease  from  prayer ; 

Oh  grant  us  power  to  pray ; 
And  when  to  meet  thee  we  prepare, 
Lord,  meet  us  by  the  way! 

3  Burdened  with  guilt,  convinced  of  sin, 

In  weakness,  want  and  wo, 

Beset  by  foes  without — within — 

Lord,  whither  shall  we  go  \ 

4  In  patience  would  we  wait  and  weep, 

Though  mercy  long  delay ; 


353  PRAYER. 

Our  hold  upon  thy  footstool  keep, 
And  trust  thee,  though  thou  slay. 
5  Give  us  to  say — "  thy  will  be  done  ;" 
Thus,  strengthened  by  thy  might, 

We,  by  thy  Spirit  through  thy  Son 
Shall  pray,  and  pray  aright. 

000  Invitation  to  Prayer.  7.  6. 

1  f^J-0  when  the  morning  shineth, 
*"*  Go  when  the  noon  is  bright, 
Go  when  the  eve  declineth, 

Go  in  the  hush  of  night ; 
Go  with  pure  mind  and  feeling, 

Cast  earthly  thought  away; 
And,  in  thy  chamber  kneeling, 

Do  thou  in  secret  pray. 

2  Remember  all  who  love  thee, 

All  who  are  loved  by  thee, 
Pray  too  for  those  who  hate  thee, 

If  any  such  there  be; 
Then,  for  thyself,  in  meekness, 

A  blessing  humbly  claim, 
And  link  with  each  petition, 

The  dear  Redeemer's  name. 

3  Oh,  not  a  joy  or  blessing 

With  this  can  we  compare, 
The  power  that  he  hath  giv'n  us 

To  pour  our  souls  in  prayer: 
Whene'er  thou  pin'st  in  sadness, 

Before  his  footstool  fall ; 
Remember  in  thy  gladness, 

His  grace  who  gave  thee  all. 


daily.  354,  355 

The  Morning  Prayer  Meeting.  S.  M. 

1  TTOW  sweet  the  melting  lay, 
■*-*■  Which  breaks  upon  the  ear, 


354 


When  at  the  hour  of  rising  clay, 
Christians  unite  in  prayer. 

The  breezes  waft  their  cries 

Up  to  Jehovah's  throne  ; 
He  listens  to  their  heaving  sighs 

And  sends  his  blessings  down. 
So  Jesus  rose  to  pray, 

Before  the  morning  light ; 
Once  on  the  chilling  mount  did  stay 

And  wrestle  all  the  night. 
Glory  to  God  on  high, 

Who  sends  his  blessings  down 
To  rescue  souls  condemned  to  die, 

And  make  his  people  one. 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

ODD  Holy  Fortitude.— 1  Cor.  xvi.  13.  CM. 

1  AMIa  soldier  of  the  cross, 
-£*-  A  follower  of  the  Lamb — 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 

Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ! 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies, 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 


356  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas  1 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  7 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord ; 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer,  though  they  die ; 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  faith  accounts  it  nigh. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

ODD  The  Same.  S.  M. 

1  ^OLDIERS  of  Christ,  arise, 
^  And  put  your  armor  on; 

Strong  in  the  strength  which  God  supplies 
Through  his  eternal  Son — 

2  Strong  in  the  Lord  of  Hosts, 

And  in  his  mighty  power; 
Who  in  the  strength  of  Jesus  trusts, 
Is  more  than  conqueror. 

3  Stand  then  in  his  great  might, 

With  all  his  strength  endued ; 


ACTIVITY.  357 

And  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  fight, 
The  panoply  of  God. 

4  That,  having  all  things  done, 

And  all  your  conflicts  passed, 
Ye  may  o'ercome  through  Christ  alone, 
And  stand  entire  at  last. 

5  From  strength  to  strength  go  on, 

Wrestle,  and  fight,  and  pray  : 
Tread  all  the  powers  of  darkness  down, 
And  win  the  well-fought  day. 

Ut)  #  Christian  Warfare  and  Victory.  L.  M; 

1  QTAND  up,  my  soul — shake  off  thy  fears, 
*^  And  gird  the  gospel  armor  on; 
March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy, 

Where  Jesus,  thy  great  Captain's  gone. 

2  Hell  and  thy  sins  resist  thy  course; 

But  hell  and  sin  are  vanquished  foes; 
Thy  Jesus  nailed  them  to  the  cross, 
And  sung  the  triumph,  when  he  rose. 

3  Then  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on, 

Press  forward  to  the  heavenly  gate ; 
There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign, 

And  glittering  robes  for  conquerors  wait. 

4  There  shall  I  wear  a  starry  crown, 

And  triumph  in  almighty  grace; 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  skies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  praise. 


358,  359  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

*50o      Bearing  tlie  Cross.— Mark  viii.  38.         C.  M. 

1  T^IDST  thou,  dear  Jesus,  suffer  shame, 
■*S  And  bear  the  cross  for  me  1 

And  shall  I  fear  to  own  thy  name, 
Or  thy  disciple  be] 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  dread 

To  suffer  shame  or  loss ; 
Oh  let  me  in  thy  footsteps  tread, 
And  glory  in  thy  cross. 

3  Inspire  my  soul  with  life  divine, 

And  make  me  truly  bold; 
Let  knowledge,  faith,  and  meekness  shine, 
Nor  love,  nor  zeal  grow  cold. 

4  Let  mockers  scoff — the  world  defame, 

And  treat  me  with  disdain  ; 
Still  may  I  glory  in  thy  name, 
And  count  reproach  my  gain. 

O0«7  Spiritual  Sloth.  C.  M. 

1  IX/TY  drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  sol 
-*-'-*-  Awake,  my  sluggish  soul; 
Nothing  has  half  thy  work  to  do, 

Yet  nothing's  half  so  dull. 

2  The  little  ants  for  one  poor  grain 

Labor,  and  toil,  and  strive ; 
Yet  we,  who  have  a  heaven  t'  obtain, 
How  negligent  we  live ! 

3  We  for  whose  sake  all  nature  stands, 

And  stars  their  courses  move — 


BENEVOLENCE.  3G0 

We  for  whose  guard  the  angel  bands 
Come  flying  from  above — 

4  We  for  whom  God  the  Son  came  down 

And  labored  for  our  good — 
How  careless  to  secure  that  crown 
He  purchased  with  his  blood ! 

5  Lord,  shall  we  lie  so  sluggish  still, 

And  never  act  our  parts'? 
Come  Holy  Spirit,  come  and  fill, 
And  wake,  and  warm  our  hearts. 
G  Then  shall  our  active  spirits  move; 
Upward  our  souls  shall  rise : 
With  hands  of  faith  and  wings  of  love, 
We'll  fly  and  take  the  prize. 

OOU     Benevolence  of  Jesus.— Acts  x.  38.  L.  M. 

1  TT /"HEN  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay, 

*  *   What  were  his  works  from  day  today, 
But  miracles  of  power  and  grace, 
That  spread  salvation  through  our  race  7 

2  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  to  keep  in  view 
Thy  pattern,  and  thy  steps  pursue ; 
Let  alms  bestowed,  let  kindness  done 
Be  witnessed  by  each  rolling  sun. 

3  That  man  may  last,  but  never  lives, 
Who  much  receives,  but  nothing  gives, 
Whom   none  can   love,  whom    none  can 
Creation's  blot,  creation's  blank,  [thank — 

4  But  he,  who  marks  from  day  to  day, 
With  generous  acts  his  radiant  way, 


361,  362  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

Treads  the  same  path  his  Saviour  trod*, 
The  path  to  glory  and  to  God, 

OUl  Charity.— Matt.  xxv.  40.  CM, 

1  TESUS,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace  I 
**    Thy  bounties,  how  complete  I 

How  shall  I  count  the  matchless  sum  % 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt] 

2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 

Dost  thou  exalted  shine ; 
What  can  my  poverty  bestow, 
When  all  the  worlds  are  thine  1 

3  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  belowr 

The  partners  of  thy  grace* 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names5 
Before  thy  Father's  face. 

4  In  them  thou  may's!  be  clothed  and  fed? 

And  visited  and  cheered  ; 
And  in  their  accents  of  distress, 
My  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 

5  Thy  face  with  reverence  and  with  love, 

I  in  the  poor  would  see ; 
Oh  rather  let  me  beg  my  bread, 
Than  hold  it  back  from  thee. 

3\)2>  The  Same.  CM. 

1  T^ATHER  of  mercies,  send  thy  grace 
*-     All  powerful  from  above, 
To  form  in  our  obedient  souls 
The  image  of  thy  love. 


FAITHFULNESS.  363 

2  Oh  may  our  sympathizing-  breasts 

That  generous  pleasure  know, 
Kindly  to  share  in  others'  joy, 
And  weep  for  others'  wo. 

3  When  the  most  helpless  sons  of  grief 

In  low  distress  are  laid, 
Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 
And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 

4  So  Jesus  looked  on  dying-  men, 

When  throned  above  the  skies; 
And,  'midst  th'  embraces  of  thy  love, 
He  felt  compassion  rise, 

5  On  winga  of  love  the  Saviour  flew, 

To  raise  us  from  the  ground  ; 
And  gave  the  richest  of  his  blood, 
A  balm  for  every  wound. 

DUO    a  To  whom  shall  we  go.1"— John  vi.  67.    L.  M. 

1  'THOU  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 

My  refuge,  my  almighty  Friend— 
And  can  my  soul  from  thee  depart, 
On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend  ? 

2  Whither,  ah  whither  shall  I  go, 

A  wretched  wanderer  frorrf  my  L,ord  1 
Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  wo 
One  glimpse  of  happiness  afford] 

3  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart; 

On  these  my  fainting  spirit  lives; 
Here  sweeter  comforts  cheer  my  heart, 
Than  all  the  round  of  nature  gives. 


364  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

4  Let  earth's  alluring  joys  combine — 

While  thou  art  near,  in  vain  they  call 
One  smile,  one  blissful  smile  of  thine, 
My  dearest  Lord,  outweighs  them  all. 

5  Thy  name  my  inmost  powers  adore, 

Thou  art  my  life,  my  joy,  my  care  ; 
Depart  from  thee!  'tis  death  !  'tis  more: 
'Tis  endless  ruin,  deep  despair  ! 

6  Low  at  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie  ; 

Here  safety  dwells,  and  peace  divine; 
Still  let  me  live  beneath  thine  eye, 
For  life,  eternal  life  is  thine. 

00  4  Adoption.  S.M. 

1  "OEHOLD  what  wondrous  grace 
-*-*  The  Father  has  bestowed 
On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 

To  call  them  sons  of  God ! 

2  'Tis  no  surprising  thing 

That  we  should  be  unknown ; 
The  Jewish  world  knew  not  their  King, 
God's  everlasting  Son. 

3  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  must  be  made ; 
But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here, 
We  shall  be  like  our  Head. 

4  A  hope  so  much  divine 

May  trials  well  endure; 
May  purge  our  souls  from  sense  and  sin, 
As  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  pure. 


FAITHFULNESS.  365,   3G6 

5  If  in  my  Father's  love 

I  share  a  filial  part, 
Send  down  thy  Spirit,  like  a  dove, 
To  rest  upon  my  heart. 

6  We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne; 
Our  faith  shall  Abba,  Father,  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 

OOO  Choosing  the  Sen-ice  o/God.-Josh.  xxiv.  15.  L.  M. 

1  MAY? reso]ve' with  a11  my  heart» 

With  all  my  powers,   to  serve  the 
Xor  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart,   [Lord  ; 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 

2  Oh,  be  his  service  all  my  joy  ; 

Around  let  my  example  shine, 
Till  others  love  the  bless'd  employ, 
And  join  in  labors  so  divine. 

3  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  soul, 

My  solemn,  my  determined  choice— 
To  yield  to  his  supreme  control, 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 

4  Oh  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire, 

Xor  wandering,  leave  his  sacred  ways  ; 
Great  God,  accept  my  soul's  desire, 
And  give  me  strength  to  live  thy  praise. 

«JUU  Xearness  to  God.  C.  If. 

1  QH,  could  I  find,  from  day  to  day, 
A  nearness  to  my  God, 


367  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

Then  should  my  hours  glide  sweet  away, 
Nor  sin  nor  fear  intrude. 

2  Lord,  T  desire  with  thee  to  live 

Anew  from  day  to  day ; 
In  joys  the  world  can  never  give, 
Nor  ever  take  away. 

3  O  Jesus,  come  and  rule  my  heart, 

And  make  me  wholly  thine, 

That  I  may  never  more  depart, 

Nor  grieve  thy  love  divine. 

4  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  breath, 

Thy  goodness  I'll  adore; 
And  when  my  flesh  dissolves  in  death, 
My  soul  shall  love  thee  more. 

OU  /  Holy  Life.— Titus  ii.  10,  13.  L.  M. 

1  ^O  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
^  The  holy  gospel  we  profess ; 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Saviour  God; 
When  his  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, — 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord — 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 


3G8 


FAITHFULNESS.  363,   369 

Christ  our  Pattern,  C.  M. 

1  A  ND  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love] 
-£^-  Such  let  our  conversation  be; 
The  serpent  blended  with  the  dove — 

Wisdom  and  mee'k  simplicity. 

2  Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  and  tongues  to 
To  Jesus  let  us  lift  our  eyes,  [strife, 

Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life. 

3  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came, 

The  labors  of  his  life  were  love; 
Then,  if  we  bear  tiie  Saviour's  name, 
By  his  example  let  us  move. 

4  Oh,  how  benevolent  and  kind  '. 

How  mild,  how  ready  to  forgive! 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind, 
And  these  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

OVi)  The  Same.  L.M. 

1  "|\  TY  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord, 
-^-"-  I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word ; 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine — 

I  would  transcribe  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer; 


370  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict,  and  thy  victory  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern ;  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here; 
Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

0  I  U  Walking  with  God.  C.  M. 

1  npHRICE  happy  souls,  who,  born  of  hea- 

■*■  While  yet  they  sojourn  here,        [ven, 
Humbly  begin  their  days  with  God, 
And  spend  them  in  his  fear. 

2  So  may  our  eyes  with  holy  zeal 

Prevent  the  dawning  day; 
And  turn  the  sacred  pages  o'er, 
And  praise  thy  name  and  pray. 

3  'Midst  hourly  cares  may  love  present 

Its  incense  to  thy  throne ; 
And,  while  the  world  our  hands  employs, 
Our  hearts  be  thine  alone. 

4  At  night  We  lean  our  weary  heads 

On  thy  paternal  breast; 
And,  safely  folded  in  thy  arms, 
Resign  our  powers  to  rest. 

5  In  solid,  pure  delights,  like  these, 

Let  all  my  days  be  pass'd ; 
Nor  shall  I  then  impatient  wish, 
Nor  shall  I  fear  the  last. 


371 


SELF-DENIAL.  371,  372 

Rising  to  God.  L.  M. 

1  IVTOW  let  our  souls,  on  wings  sublime, 
-L^  Rise  from  the  vanities  of  time; 
Draw  back  the  parting  vail,  and  see 
The  glories  of  eternity. 

2  Born  by  a  new,  celestial  birth, 

Why  should  we  grovel  here  on  earth'! 
Why  grasp  at  transitory  toys, 
So  near  to  heaven's  eternal  joys? 

3  Shall  aught  beguile  us  on  the  road, 
When  we  are  walking  back  to  God1? 
For  strangers  into  life  we  come, 
And  dying  is  but  going  home. 

4  Welcome,  sweet  hour  of  full  discharge, 
That  sets  our  longing  souls  at  large ; 
Unbinds  our  chains,  breaks  up  our  cell, 
And  gives  us  with  our  God  to  dwell. 

0  i*Z>       The  Broad  and  the  Narrow  Way.         L.  M. 

1  "DROAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 
-*-*  And  thousands  walk  together  there ; 
But  wisdom  shows  a  narrow  path, 

With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 

2  "  Deny  thyself,  and  take  thy  cross," 

Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command  : 
Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross, 
If  she  would  gain  this  heavenly  land. 

3  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faints, 

And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 


373  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

Is  but  esteemed  almost  a  saint, 

And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 

4  Lord,  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  vain; 
Create  my  heart  entirely  new; 
Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain, 
Which  false  apostates  never  knew. 


373 


The  Lord  will  Provide.  5.  6. 


1  ^THOUGH  troubles  assail, 
-**  And  dangers  affright; 

Though  friends  should  all  fail, 

And  foes  all  unite; 
Yet.  one  thing  secures  us, 

Whatever  betide; 
The  Scripture  assures  us 

The  Lord  will  provide. 

2  We  may,  like  the  ships, 

By  tempests  be  toss'd 
On  perilous  deeps, 

But  cannot  be  lost; 
Though  Satan  enrages 

The  wind  and  the  tide, 
The  promise  engages 

The  Lord  will  provide. 

3  His  call  we  obey, 

Like  Abram  of  old, 
Not  knowing  our  way, 

But  faith  makes  us  bold  ; 
For  though  we  are  strangers, 

We  have  a  good  guide, 


RELIANCE  ON  GOD.  374 

And  trust  in  all  dangers 
The  Lord  will  provide. 

4  No  strength  of  our  own, 

Or  goodness  we  claim ; 
Yet  since  we  have  known 

The  Saviour's  great  name, 
In  this  our  strong  tower 

For  safety  we  hide — 
The  Lord  is  our  power, 

The  Lord  will  provide. 

5  When  life  sinks  apace, 

And  death  is  in  view, 
This  word  of  his  grace 

Shall  comfort  us  through: 
No  fearing  or  doubting, 

With  Christ  on  our  side, 
We  hope  to  die  shouting — 

The  Lord  will  provide. 

0  I  ^±  Trust  in  God  under  Affliction.  C.  M. 

1  A  FFLICTION  is  a  stormy  deep, 
-rL  Where  wave  responds  to  wave; 
Though  o'er  my  head  the  billows  roll, 

I  know  the  Lord  can  save. 

2  The  hand  that  now  withholds  my  joys 

Can  yet  restore  my  peace ; 
And  he  who  bade  the  tempest  roar, 
Can  bid  the  tempest  cease. 

3  In  darkest  watches  of  the  night 

I'll  count  his  mercies  o'er; 


375  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

I'll  praise  him  for  ten  thousand  past, 
And  humbly  sue  for  more. 

4  When  darkness  and  when  sorrow  rose, 

And  pressed  on  every  side, 
The  Lord  has  still  sustained  my  steps, 
And  still  has  been  my  guide. 

5  Here  will  I  rest  and  build  my  hopes, 

Nor  murmur  at  his  rod ; 
He's  more  than  all  the  world  to  me, — 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

0  /  Q  Gratitude  and  Praise.  L.  M. 

1  (^JOD  of  my  life,  through  all  my  days 
^-*   My  grateful  powers  shall  sound  thy 

praise  ; 
The  song  shall  wake  with  opening  light, 
And  warble  to  the  silent  night. 

2  When  anxious  cares  would  break  my  rest, 
And  griefs  would  tear  my  throbbing  breast, 
Thy  praises  will  I  raise  on  high, 

And  check  the  murmur  and  the  sigh. 

3  When  death  o'er  nature  shall  prevail, 
And  all  the  powers  of  language  fail, 

Joy  through  my  swimming  eyes  shall  break, 
And  mean  the  thanks  I  cannot  speak. 

4  But  oh,  when  that  last  conflict's  o'er, 
And  I  am  chained  to  earth  no  more, 
With  what  glad  accents  shall  I  rise 
To  join  the  music  of  the  skies ! 


RELIANCE  ON  GOD.  o/O 

5  Then  shall  I  learn  th'  exalted  strains 
Which  echo  o'er  the  heavenly  plains; 
And  emulate,  with  joy  unknown, 
The  glowing  seraphs  round  thy  throne. 

0  I  0  The  Promises.— 2  Pet.  i.  4.  113. 

1  TTOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the 
-n-        Lord, 

Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word  ; 
What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  hath 

said, 
Who  unto  the  Saviour  for  refuge  have  fled  1 

2  "Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee,  oh  be  not 

dismayed, 
For  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee 

aid  ; 
I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause 

thee  to  stand, 
Upheld  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

3  "When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call 

thee  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  sorrow  shall  not  overflow ; 
For  I  will  be  with  thee,  thy  troubles  to 

bless, 
And  sanctify  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 
-1  M  When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway 

shall  lie, 
My  grace  all-sufficient  shall  be  thy  supply; 
The  rlame  shall  not  hurt  thee,  I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to 

refine. 


377  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

5  "  E'en  down  to  old  age,  all  my  people  shall 

prove 
My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love ; 
And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples 

adorn,  [borne. 

Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be 

6  "  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  leaned  for 

repose, 
I  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  his  foes  ; 
That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavor 

to  shake, 
I'll  never — no  never — no  never  forsake." 

Oil   Confidence  in  the  Mediator.— Heb.  iv.  15.  L.  M.  6 1. 

1  TX^HEN  gathering  clouds  around  I  view* 

'  v  And  days  are  dark  and  friends  are  few, 
On  him  I  lean,  who,  not  in  vain, 
Experienced  every  human  pain  ; 
He  sees  my  wants,  allays  my  fears, 
And  counts  and  treasures  up  my  tears. 

2  If  aught  should  tempt  my  soul  to  stray 
From  heavenly  virtue's  narrow  way, 
To  fly  the  good  I  would  pursue, 

Or  do  the  sin  I  would  not  do, 

Still,  he  who  felt  temptation's  power 

Shall  guard  me  in  that  dangerous  hour. 

3  When  sorrowing  o'er  some  stone  I  bend, 
Which  covers  all  that  was  a  friend ; 
And  from  his  voice,  his  hand,  his  smile, 
Divides  me — for  a  little  while,— 


RELIANCE  ON  GOD.  378 

Thou,  Saviour,  seest  the  tears  I  shed, 
For  thou  didst  weep  o'er  Lazarus  dead. 

4  And  oh,  when  I  have  safely  pass'd 
Through  every  conflict,  but  the  last, 
Still,  still  unchanging-,  watch  beside 
My  painful  bed,— for  thou  hast  died ; 
Then,  point  to  realms  of  cloudless  day, 
And  wipe  the  latest  tear  away. 


378 


/  will  tmst.—Isa.  xii.  2. 


1  "DEGONE,  unbelief 
-*-*  My  Saviour  is  near, 
And  for  my  relief 

Will  surely  appear: 
By  prayer  let  me  wrestle, 

And  he  will  perform  ; 
With  Christ  in  the  vessel, 

I  smile  at  the  storm. 

2  Though  dark  be  my  way, 

Since  he  is  my  guide, 
'Tis  mine  to  obey, 

Tis  his  to  provide ; 
I  lis  way  was  much  rougher 

And  darker  than  mine; 
Did  Jesus  thus  suffer, 

And  shall  I  repine? 

3  Determined  to  save, 

He  watched  o'er  my  path, 
When,  Satan's  blind  slave, 
I  sported  with  death: 


379  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

And  can  he  have  taught  me 
To  trust  in  his  name, 

And  thus  far  have  brought  me 
To  put  me  to  shame  1 

4  Why  should  I  complain 

Of  want  or  distress, 
Temptation  or  pain? 

He  told  me  no  less : 
The  heirs  of  salvation, 

I  know  from  his  word, 
Through  much  tribulation 

Must  follow  their  Lord. 

5  His  love,  in  time  past, 

Forbids  me  to  think 
He'll  leave  me  at  last 

In  trouble  to  sink : 
Though  painful  at  present, 

'Twill  cease  before  long, 
And  then,  oh  how  pleasant 

The  conqueror's  song ! 


379 


'^PIS  my  happiness  below, 

-*-  Not  to  live  without  the  cross; 
But  the  Saviour's  power  to  know, 
Sanctifying  every  loss. 

Trials  must  and  will  befall ; 

But  with  humble  faith  to  see 
Love  inscribed  upon  them  all — 

This  is  happiness  to  me. 


RELIANCE  ON  GOD.  3S0 

Did  I  meet  no  trials  here, 

Meet  no  chast'ning  by  the  way, 

Might  I  not  with  reason  fear 
I  should  prove  a  cast-away? 

Trials  make  the  promise  sweet; 

Trials  give  new  life  to  prayer; 
Trials  bring  me  to  his  feet, 

Lay  me  low,  and  keep  me  there. 


3S0 


Jesus  tlie  Piht. 


1  TESUS,  at  thy  command 
*^  I  launch  into  the  deep; 
And  leave  my  native  land, 

Where  sin  lulls  all  asleep: 
For  thee  I  fain  would  all  resign, 
And  sail  to  heaven  with  thee  and  thine. 

2  Thou  art  my  Pilot  wise ; 

My  compass  is  thy  word  ; 
My  soul  each  storm  defies, 

While  I  have  such  a  Lord : 
I  trust  thy  faithfulness  and  power, 
To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour. 

3  Though  rocks  and  quicksands  deep, 

Through  all  my  passage  lie, 
Yet  thou  wilt  safely  keep, 

And  guide  me  with  thine  eye: 
My  anchor,  hope,  shall  firm  abide, 
And  I  each  boisterous  storm  outride. 

4  By  faith  I  see  the  land, 

The  port  of  endless  rest ; 


38: 


CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 


My  soul,  thy  sails  expand, 
And  fly  to  Jesus'  breast. 
Oh  may  I  reach  the  heavenly  shore, 
Where  winds  and  waves  distress  no  more. 

5  Whene'er  becalmed  I  lie, 

And  all  my  storms  subside, 
Then  to  my  succor  fly, 
And  keep  me  near  thy  side  : 
For  more  the  treacherous  calm  I  dread, 
Than  tempests  bursting  o'er  my  head. 

6  Come,  heavenly  wind,  and  blow 

A  prosperous  gale  of  grace, 
To  waft  me  from  below, 

To  heaven,  my  destined  place: 
Then,  in  full  sail,  my  port  I'll  find, 
And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind. 

«)0  JL    "  Who  can  be  against  ns?n— Rom.  viii.  31.     CM. 

1  T  ET  Christian  faith  and  hope  dispel 
-^  The  fears  of  wrath  and  wo; 
The  Lord  Almighty  is  our  friend, 

And  who  can  prove  a  foe? 

2  He  gave  his  well-beloved  Son 

For  sinful  man  to  die  ; 
And  will  he  not  all  good  bestow, 
And  all  our  wants  supply? 

3  Let  troubles  rise,  and  terrors  frown, 

And  days  of  darkness  fall ; 
Through  him  all  dangers  we'll  defy, 
-     And  more  than  conquer  all. 


RELIANCE  ON  GOD.  382 

4  Nor  death  nor  life,  nor  earth  nor  hell 
His  promise  can  remove ; 
Can  e'er  efface  us  from  his  heart, 
Or  quench  his  endless  love. 

OOw  Joy  and  Peace  in  Believing.  7.6. 

1  SOMETIMES  a  light  surprises 
^  The  Christian  while  he  sings; 
It  is  the  Lord  who  rises 

With  healing  on  his  wings: 
When  comforts  are  declining, 

He  grants  the  soul  again 
A  season  of  clear  shining, 

To  cheer  it  after  rain. 

2  In  holy  contemplation, 

We  sweetly  then  pursue 
The  theme  of  God's  salvation, 

And  find  it  ever  new : 
Set  free  from  present  sorrow, 

We  cheerfully  can  say, 
Let  the  unknown  to-morrow 

Bring  with  it  what  it  may. 

3  It  can  bring  with  it  nothing, 

But  he  will  bear  us  through  ; 
Who  gives  the  lilies  clothing, 

Will  clothe  his  people  too: 
Beneath  the  spreading  heavens, 

No  creature  but  is  fed ; 
And  he  who  feeds  the  ravens, 

Will  give  his  children  bread. 

4  Though  vine  nor  fig-tree  neither, 

Their  wonted  fruit  should  bear, 


383  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

Though  all  the  fields  should  wither, 
Nor  flocks  nor  herds  be  there ; 

Yet,  God  the  same  abiding, 
His  praise  shall  tune  my  voice; 

For  while  in  him  confiding, 
I  cannot  but  rejoice. 

«JOO         Spiritual  Darkness.— Job  xxix.  2.  C.  M. 

1  ^WEET  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 
^  The  Saviour's  pardoning  blood 
Applied  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 

And  bring  me  home  to  God. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  revealed, 

His  praises  tuned  my  tongue ; 
And  when  the  evening  shades  prevailed, 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 

3  In  vain  the  tempter  spread  his  wiles — 

The  world  no  more  could  charm  ; 
I  lived  upon  my  Saviour's  smiles, 
And  leaned  upon  his  arm. 

4  In  prayer  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 

And  saw  his  glory  shine; 
And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
I  called  each  promise  mine. 

5  But  now,  when  evening  shade  prevails, 

My  soul  in  darkness  mourns; 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 
No  light  to  me  returns. 
G  Rise,  Lord,  now  help  me  to  prevail ; 
Oh  make  my  soul  thy  care ; 


WATCHFULNESS.  384,  385 

I  know  thy  mercy  cannot  fail, 
Let  me  that  mercy  share. 

OO-i  Watchfulness.  S.  M. 

1  A    CHARGE  to  keep  I  have; 
■rx-  A  God  to  glorify; 

A  never-dying-  soul  "to  save, 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky ; 

2  To  serve  the  present  acre, 

My  calling  to  fulfill; 
Oh  may  it  all  my  powers  engage 
To  do  my  Master's  will. 

3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live; 
And  oh  !  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare 
A  strict  account  to  give. 

4  Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyself  rely ; 
Assured  if  I  my  trust  betray, 
I  shall  for  ever  die. 

OOD  The  Same.  C.  M. 

1  A  LAS,  what  hourly  dangers  rise, 
■"■  What  snares  beset  my  way! 
To  heaven  oh  let  me  lift  my  eyes, 

And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 

2  How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complain, 

And  melt  in  flowing  tears ! 
My  weak  resistance— ah,  how  vain  ! 
How  strong  my  foes  and  fears ! 


386,  387  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

3  O  Lord,  increase  my  faith  and  hope, 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail ; 

And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 

Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 

4  Oh  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way, 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee  ; 

And  let  me  never — never  stray 

From  happiness  and  thee. 

OuO     "  Watch  and  Pray."— Matt.  xxvi.  41.    S.  M. 

1  1VTY  soul,  be  on  thy  guard ; 
*■*■*-  Ten  thousand  foes  arise, 

And  hosts  of  sins  are  pressing  hard, 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  Oh  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray; 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er  ; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 

Nor  once  at  ease  sit  down  ; 
Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done, 
Till  thou  receive  thy  crown. 

4  Fight  on  my  soul,  till  death 

Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God ; 
He'll  take  thee,  at  thy  parting  breath, 
Up  to  his  bless'd  abode. 

oSi  The  Christian  Race.  C.  M. 

1    A  WAKE,  my  soul — stretch  every  nerve, 
-£*-  And  press  with  vigor  on : 


%  WATCHFULNESS.  388 

A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 

And  an  immortal  crown. 
A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey: 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 

And  onward  urge  thy  way. 
'Tis  God's  all-animating-  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high  ; 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 

To  thy  aspiring  eye. 
Bless'd  Saviour,  introduced  by  thee, 

Have  we  our  race  begun  ; 
And,  crowned  with  victory,  at  thy  feet 

We'll  lay  our  laurels  down. 


3SS 


Danger  of  Self-Confide  nee.  S.  M. 

"DEWARE  of  Peter's  word, 

-*-*  Nor  confidently  say, 

"  I  never  will  deny  the  Lord," 

But  "  grant  I  never  may." 
Man's  wisdom  is  to  seek 

His  strength  in  God  alone; 
And  e'en  an  angel  would  be  weak, 

Who  trusted  in  his  own. 
Retreat  beneath  his  wings, 

And  in  his  grace  confide; 
This  more  exalts  the  King  of  kings 

Than  all  your  works  beside. 
In  Jesus  is  our  store; 

Grace  issues  from  his  throne ; 


389,  390  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

Whoever  says,  "  I  want  no  more, 
Confesses  be  has  none. 


3S9 


The  Pilgrim^  Guide.— Vs.  xlviii.  14.      8.  7.  4. 


1  /^UJIDE  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 
^-*    Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land  ; 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty ; 

Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand: 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open,  Lord,  the  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  waters  flow; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through : 

Strong  Deliverer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield, 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside ; 
Bear  me  through  the  swelling  torrent, 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side : 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 


Christ  our  Defender.  C.  M. 


390 

1  \U^>  seek  a  rest  beyond  the  skies, 
**     In  everlasting  day: 
Through  floods  and  flames  the  passage  lies, 
But  Jesus  guards  the  way. 


TILGRIMAGE.  391,  392 

The  swelling  flood,  and  raging  flame, 

Hear  and  obey  his  word ; 
Then  let  us  triumph  in  his  name, 

Our  Saviour  is  the  Lord. 


Walking  by  Faith.  L.  M. 


391 

1  ,rPIS  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 

-*-  We  walk  through  deserts  dark  as  night; 
Till  we  arrive  at  heaven,  our  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies; 

She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear; 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  through, 

While  faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ray, 
Though  lions  roar  and  tempests  blow, 
And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 

4  So  Abram,  by  divine  command, 

Left  his  own  house  to  walk  with  God  ; 
His  faith  beheld  the  promised  land, 
And  fired  his  zeal  along  the  road. 

0*J%£>  Longing  to  be  with  Christ.  7.  6. 

1  f^H  when  shall  I  see  Jesus, 
^  And  reign  with  him  above, 
And  from  the  flowing  fountain 

Drink  everlasting  love? 
When  shall  I  be  delivered, 

From  this  vain  world  of  sin, 


393  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

And  with  my  blessed  Jesus 
My  heavenly  life  begin. 

2  Through  grace  I  am  determined 

To  conquer,  though  I  die ; 
And  then  away  to  Jesus, 

On  wings  of  love  I'll  fly; 
Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow, 

I'll  bid  them  both  adieu — 
And  you  my  friends,  prove  faithful, 

And  on  your  way  pursue. 

3  Whene'er  you  meet  with  troubles 

And  trials  on  the  way, 
Cast  all  your  care  on  Jesus, 

And  never  cease  to  pray. 
Gird  on  the  heavenly  armor 

Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love, 
For  short  will  be  the  warfare, 

And  bright  the  crown  above. 

4  Our  race  will  soon  be  ended, 

And  we  shall  rise  to  God ; 
To  reign  with  him  for  ever, 

Who  bought  us  with  his  blood  ; 
With  saints  we'll  join  to  praise  him, 

For  grace  divinely  free, 
And  rise  in  glorious  raptures 

To  all  eternity. 

0\jO  Believers  Encouraged. 

1  "XTOUR  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 
■*■    Down  from  the  willows  take : 


PILGRIMAGE.  394 

Loud  to  the  praise  of  love  divine, 
Bid  every  string-  awake. 

2  Though  in  a  foreign  land, 

We  are  not  far  from  home  ; 
And  nearer  to  our  house  above 
We  every  moment  come. 

3  His  grace  will,  to  the  end, 

Stronger  and  brighter  shine ; 
Nor  present  things,  nor  things  to  come 
Shall  quench  the  spark  divine. 

4  When  we  in  darkness  walk, 

Nor  feel  the  heavenly  flame — 
Then  is  the  time  to  trust  our  God, 
And  rest  upon  his  name. 

5  Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears 

Subside  at  his  control; 
His  loving  kindness  shall  break  through 
The  midnight  of  the  soul. 

6  Bless'd  is  the  man,  O  God, 

That  stays  himself  on  thee  ! — 
Who  waits  for  thy  salvation,  Lord, 
Shall  thy  salvation  see. 

OJ4  Pilgrimage  Heavcmvard.  7s. 

1  CHILDREN  of  the  heavenly  King, 
^  As  ye  journey  sweetly  sing  : 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Ye  are  travelling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod ; 


395  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

They  are  happy  now,  and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Shout,  ye  little  flock,  and  bless'd ; 
Ye  on  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest ; 
There  your  seat  is  now  prepared, 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

4  Fear  not,  brethren,  for  ye  stand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land ; 
Jesus,  God's  exalted  Son, 

Bids  you  undismayed  go  on. 

5  Lord,  submissive  make  us  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below; 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 


395 


The  Heavenly  City.—Heb.  xiii.  14.  L.  M. 


1  "  T^E'VE  no  abiding  city  here"— 

'  *     We  seek  a  city  out  of  sight: 
Zion  its  name — the  Lord  is  there, 
It  shines  with  everlasting  light. 

2  ", We've  no  abiding  city  here" — 

This  may  distress  the  worldly  mind, 
But  should  not  cost  the  saint  a  tear, 
Who  hopes  a  better  rest  to  find. 

3  "  We've  no  abiding  city  here" — 

Then  let  us  live  as  pilgrims  do ; 

Let  not  the  world  our  rest  appear ; 

But  let  us  haste  from  all  below. 


PILGRIMAGE.  396 

4  O  sweet  abode  of  peace  and  love, 

Where  pilgrims,   freed  from  toil,  are 
Had  I  the  pinions  of  the  dove,      [bless'd! 
I'd  flee  to  thee,  and  be  at  rest. 

5  But  hush,  my  soul,  nor  dare  repine  ; 

The  time  my  God  appoints  is  best: 
While  here,  to  do  his  will  be  mine, 
And  his  to  fix  my  time  of  rest. 


396 

i  vE 

1  W 


Pilgrims  to  Zion. 

pilgrims — partners  in  distress, 


'ho  travelling  through  the  wilderness, 

Are  pressing-  onward  still; 
Awhile  forget  your  griefs  and  fears, 
And  look  beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 

To  the  celestial  hill. 

2  Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  space, 
Look  forward  to  that  heavenly  place, 

The  saints'  secure  abode ; 
On  faith's  strong  eagle  pinions  rise, 
And  trace  your  passage  to  the  skies, 

And  view  the  mount  of  God. 

3  We  suffer  with  our  Master  here; 
But  we  shall  soon  with  him  appear, 

And  by  his  side  sit  down ; 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  sure, 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

The  cross,  shall  wear  the  crown. 

4  Thrice  blessed  bliss-inspiring  hope, 
It  lilts  the  fainting  spirits  up; 

It  brings  to  life  the  dead  ! 


395  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

They  are  happy  now,  and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Shout,  ye  little  flock,  and  bless'd ; 
Ye  on  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest ; 
There  your  seat  is  now  prepared, 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

4  Fear  not,  brethren,  for  ye  stand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land ; 
Jesus,  God's  exalted  Son, 

Bids  you  undismayed  go  on. 

5  Lord,  submissive  make  us  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below; 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 

OoD      The  Heavenly  City.— Heb.  xiii.  14.  L.  M. 

1  "  "WE'VE  no  abiding  city  here"— 

*  *     We  seek  a  city  out  of  sight: 
Zion  its  name — the  Lord  is  there, 
It  shines  with  everlasting  light. 

2  "e We've  no  abiding  city  here" — 

This  may  distress  the  worldly  mind, 
But  should  not  cost  the  saint  a  tear, 
Who  hopes  a  better  rest  to  find. 

3  "  We've  no  abiding  city  here" — 

Then  let  us  live  as  pilgrims  do ; 

Let  not  the  world  our  rest  appear ; 

But  let  us  haste  from  all  below. 


PILGRIMAGE.  396 

4  O  sweet  abode  of  peace  and  love, 

Where  pilgrims,   freed  from  toil,   are 
Had  I  the  pinions  of  the  dove,      [bless'd ! 
I'd  flee  to  thee,  and  be  at  rest. 

5  But  hush,  my  soul,  nor  dare  repine  ; 

The  time  my  God  appoints  is  best: 
While  here,  to  do  his  will  be  mine, 
And  his  to  fix  my  time  of  rest. 

Ot'U  Pilgrims  to  Zion.  8.6. 

1  VE  pilgrims— partners  in  distress, 

x  Who  travelling  through  the  wilderness, 

Are  pressing  onward  still; 
Awhile  forget  your  griefs  and  fears, 
And  look  beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 
To  the  celestial  hill. 

2  Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  space, 
Look  forward  to  that  heavenly  place, 

The  saints'  secure  abode ; 
On  faith's  strong  eagle  pinions  rise, 
And  trace  your  passage  to  the  skies, 

And  view  the  mount  of  God. 

3  We  suffer  with  our  Master  here; 
But  we  shall  soon  with  him  appear, 

And  by  his  side  sit  down  ; 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  sure, 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

The  cross,  shall  wear  the  crown. 

4  Thrice  blessed  bliss-inspiring  hope, 
It  lifts  the  fainting  spirits  up ; 

It  brings  to  life  the  dead  ! 


397  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

Our  conflicts  here  will  soon  be  past, 
And  we  together  rise  at  last, 

Triumphant  with  our  Head. 
5  That  great  mysterious  Deity  ! — 
We  soon  with  open  face  shall  see 

The  beatific  sight ;  [praise, 

Shall  fill   heaven's  sounding  courts  with 
And  worship  'mid  the  golden  blaze 

Of  everlasting  light. 

Dot  The  Same.  C.  M. 

1  OUR  journey  is  a  thorny  maze, 
^  But  we  march  upward  still ; 
Forget  these  troubles  of  the  ways, 

And  reach  at  Zion's  hill. 

2  See  the  kind  angels  at  the  gates 

Inviting  us  to  come  ! 
There  Jesus,  the  forerunner,  waits 
To  welcome  travellers  home  ! 

3  By  glimm'ring  hopes,  and  gloomy  fears, 

We  trace  the  sacred  road; 
Through   dismal   deeps,    and   dang'rous 
We  make  our  way  to  God.         [snares, 

4  A  thousand  savage  beasts  of  prey 

Around  the  forest  roam  ; 
But  Judah's  Lion  guards  the  way, 
And  guides  the  strangers  home. 

5  Eternal  glory  to  the  King 

Who  bears  us  safely  through, 
Our  tongues  shall  never  cease  to  sing, 
And  endless  praise  renew. 


PILGRIMAGE.  398,  399 

39o      The  Way  to  Zion.—Un.  xxxv.  S,  10.       C.  M. 

1  CIXG,  all  ye  ransomed  of  the  Lord, 
^  Your  great  Deliverer  sing: 
Pilgrims,  for  Zion's  city  bound, 

Be  joyful  in  your  King. 

2  See  the  fair  way  his  hand  hath  raised; 

How  peaceful  and  how  plain: 
The  simplest  traveller  shall  not  err, 
Nor  ask  the  path  in  vain. 

3  A  hand  divine  shall  lead  you  on, 

Through  all  the  blissful  road, 
Till  to  the  sacred  mount  you  rise, 
And  see  your  smiling  God, 

4  March  on  in  your  Redeemer's  strength ; 

Pursue  his  footsteps  still; 
On  the  bright  prospect  fix  your  eye, 
And  press  to  Zion's  hill. 

399 


The  Saint's  Srveet  Home. 


,"!\  "TID  scenes  of  confusion  and  creature 
^*-         complaints, 
How  sweet  to  my  soul  is  communion  with 

saints; 
To  find  at  the  banquet  of  mercy  there's 

room, 
And  feel,  in  the  presence  of  Jesus,  at  home. 


Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home  ; 
Prepare  me,  dear  Saviour,  for  glory,  my  home. 


399  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

2  Sweet  bonds,  that  unite  all  the  children  of 

peace ! 

And  thrice  precious  Jesus,  whose  love  can- 
not cease ! 

Though  oft  from  thy  presence  in  sadness  I 
roam, 

I  long  to  behold  thee  in  glory,  at  home. 

3  I  sigh  from  this  body  of  sin  to  be  free, 
Which  hinders  my  joy,  and  communion 

with  thee; 
Though  now  my  temptations  like  billows 

may  foam, 
All,  all  will  be  peace,  when  I'm  with  thee 

at  home. 

4  While  here  in  the  valley  of  conflict  I  stay, 
Oh  give  me  submission,  and  strength  as 

my  day ; 
In  all  my  afflictions  to  thee  would  I  come, 
Rejoicing  in  hope  of  my  glorious  home. 

5  Whate'er  thou  deniest,  oh  give  me  thy 

grace, 
The  Spirit's  sure  witness,  and  smiles  of 

thy  face ; 
Indulge  me  with  patience  to  wait  at  thy 

throne, 
And  find,  even  now,  a  sweet  foretaste  of 

home. 

C  I  long,  dearest  Lord,  in  thy  beauties  to 
shine, 
No  more,  as  an  exile,  in  sorrow  to  pine, 


CONFLICT.  400,  401 

And,  in  thy  dear  image,  arise  from  the  tomb, 
With  glorified  millions  to  praise  thee,  at 
home. 

400  The  Conflict.  L.  M. 

1  1VTATURE  may  raise  up  all  her  strife, 
-L^   Reluctant  to  the  heavenly  life  ; 
Loth  in  a  Saviour's  death  to  share, 
Her  daily  cross  compelled  to  bear. 

2  But  grace  omnipotent  at  length 

Shall  arm  the  saint  with  saving  strength  ; 
Through  the  sharp  war  with  aid  attend, 
And  his  long  conflict  sweetly  end. 

3  Let  faith  exert  its  conquering  power ; 
Say,  in  thy  tempted,  trembling  hour — 
11  .Sly  God,  my  Father  save  thy  son" — 
Tis  heard,  and  all  thy  fears  are  done. 

4  But  if  corruption's  strength  prevail, 
And  oft  thy  pilgrim  footsteps  fail, 
Pray  for  his  grace  with  louder  cries, 
Soshalt  thou  cleansed  and  stronger  rise. 

401  Triumph  of  Faith.  6.  5. 

1  TF  life's  pleasures  charm  thee, 
■*-  Give  them  not  thy  heart; 
Lest  the  gift  ensnare  thee 

From  thy  God  to  part. 

2  If  distress  befall  thee, 

Painful  though  it  be, 

Let  not  grief  appal  thee, 

To  thy  Saviour  flee.  . 


402,  403  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

3  When  earth's  prospects  fail  thee, 

Let  it  not  distress: 
Better  comforts  wait  thee, 
Christ  will  freely  bless. 

4  Let  not  death  alarm  thee, 

Shrink  not  from  his  blow  ; 
For  the  conflict  arm  thee, 
Triumph  o'er  the  foe. 

4tU/^      Hope  in  the  Covenant.— Hah.  vi.  17.       L.  M. 

1  TTOW  oft  have  sin  and  Satan  strove 
-*--"1-  To  rend  my  soul  from  thee,  my  God ; 
But  everlasting  is  thy  love, 

And  Jesus  seals  it  with  his  blood. 

2  The  oath  and  promise  of  the  Lord 

Join  to  confirm  the  wondrous  grace ; 
Eternal  power  performs  the  word, 

And  fills  all  heaven  with  endless  praise. 

3  Amidst  temptations,  sharp  and  long, 

My  soul  to  this  dear  refuge  flies; 
Hope  is  my  anchor,  firm  and  strong, 
While  tempests  blow,  and  billows  rise. 

4  The  gospel  bears  my  spirit  up; 

A  faithful  and  unchanging  God 
Lays  the  foundation  for  my  hope, 
In  oaths,  and  promises,  and  blood. 


403 


The  Family  of   Saints.— Eph.  iii.  15.       C.  M. 


1  r^OME,  let  us  join  our  friends  above, 
^  Who  have  obtained  the  prize : 


CONFLICT.  404 

And,  on  the  eagle  wings  of  love, 
To  joy  celestial  rise. 

2  Let  saints  below  in  concert  sing1, 

With  those  to  glory  gone; 
For  all  the  servants  of  our  King, 
In  heaven  and  earth,  are  one? 

3  One  family,  we  dwell  in  him, 

One  church,  above,  beneath ; 

Though  now  divided  by  the  stream 

The  narrow  stream  of  death. 

4  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  commands  we  bow; 
Part  of  the  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

5  Ten  thousand  to  their  endless  home, 

This  solemn  moment  fly  ; 
And  we  are  to  the  margin  come, 
And  soon  expect  to  die. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  be  our  constant  guide; 

Then,  when  the  word  is  given, 
Bid  the  cold  waves  of  death  divide, 
And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 

TrU^t  One  in  Christ.  S.  M. 

1  T  ET  party  names  no  more 

±J  The  Christian  world  o'erspread ; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth, 

Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 


405,  406  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
With  mutual  blessings  crowned. 
3  Thus  will  the  church  below 
Resemble  that  above, 

Where  streams  of  pleasure  ever  flow, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 

405  The  Same.  C.  M 

1  f~WR  souls,  by  love  together  knit, 
^-'  Cemented,  mixed  in  one, 

One  hope,  one  heart,  one  mind,  one  voice, 
'Tis  heaven  on  earth  begun. 

2  Our  hearts  have  often  burned  within, 

And  glowed  with  sacred  fire, 
While  Jesus  spoke,  and  fed,  and  bless'd, 
And  filled  the  enlarged  desire. 

3  Lord,  when  thou  mak'st  thy  jewels  up, 

And  sett'st  thy  starry  crown; 
When  all  thy  sparkling  gems  shall  shine, 
Proclaimed  by  thee  thy  own; 

4  May  we,  a  little  band  of  love, 

We  sinners,  saved  by  grace, 
From  glory  unto  glory  changed, 
Behold  thee  face  to  face. 

4U0  Christian  Love.  CM. 

1  TTOW  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight, 
"■  When  those  who  love  the  Lord, 
In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  so  fulfill  his  word ; — 


CONFLICT.  407 

3  When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh, 
And  with  him  bear  a  part ; 
When  sorrows  flow  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart; — 

3  WThen,  free  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride, 

(Our  wishes  all  above,) 
Each  can  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love. 

4  Let  love,  in  one  delightful  stream, 

Through  every  bosom  flow; 
And  union  sweet,  and  dear  esteem, 
In  every  action  glow. 

5  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above  ; 
And  he's  an  heir  of  heaven,  who  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 

4U  i      -1  Welcome  to  Christian  Felloxvship.       L.  M. 

1  POME  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord; 
^   We  bid  thee  come,  in  Jesus'  name ; 
We  welcome  thee  with  one  accord, 

And  trust  the  Saviour  does  the  same. 

2  Those  joys  which  earth  cannot  afford, 

We'll  seek  in  fellowship  to  prove; 
Joined  in  one  spirit  to  our  Lord, 
Together  bound  by  mutual  love. 

3  And  while  we  pass  this  vale  of  tears, 

WV11  make  our  joys  and  sorrows  known ; 
We'll  share  each  other's  hopes  and  fears, 
And  count  a  brother's  cares  our  own. 


408  REVIVAL. 

4  Once  more  our  welcome  we  repeat; 
Receive  assurance  of  our  love  : 
Oh  may  we  all  together  meet 
Around  the  throne  of  God  above. 


REVIVAL. 

40o  Prayer  for  Revival.  S.  M. 

1  r\R  for  the  happy  hour 

^  When  God  will  hear  our  cry, 
And  send,  with  a  reviving  power, 
His  Spirit  from  on  high. 

2  We  meet,  we  sing,  we  pray, 

We  listen  to  the  word, 
In  vain — we  see  no  cheering  ray, 
No  cheering  voice  is  heard. 

3  Our  prayers  are  faint  and  dull, 

And  languid  all  our  songs ; 
Where  once  with  joy  our  hearts  were  full, 
And  rapture  tuned  our  tongues. 

4  While  many  crowd  thy  house, 

How  few,  around  thy  board, 
Meet  to  recount  their  solemn  vows, 
And  bless  thee  as  their  Lord  ! 

5  Thou,  thou  alone  canst  give 

Thy  gospel  sure  success ; 
Canst  bid  the  dying  sinner  live 
Anew  in  holiness. 


409 


6  Come  then,  with  power  divine, 
Spirit  of  life  and  love  ; 
Then  shall  our  people  all  be  thine, 
Our  church  like  that  above. 


409 


The  Prosperity  of  Zion.—lsa.  \x.  i.       H.  I 

OZION,  tune  thy  voice, 
And  raise  thy  hands  on  high ; 
Tell  all  the  earth  thy  joys, 
And  shout  salvation  nigh  : 
Cheerful  in  God, 
Arise  and  shine : 
While  rays  divine 
Stream  all  abroad. 

He  gilds  thy  morning  face 

VVith  beams  that  cannot  fade; 
His  all  resplendent  grace, 
He  pours  around  thy  head  : 
The  nations  round, 
Thy  form  shall  view, 
With  lustre  new 
Divinely  crowned. 

In  honor  to  his  name 

Reflect  that  sacred  light, 
And  loud  that  grace  proclaim 

Which  makes  thy  darkness  bright 
Pursue  his  praise, 
Till  sovereign  love, 
In  worlds  above, 
The  glory  raise. 


410  REVIVAL. 

4      There,  on  his  holy  hill, 

A  brighter  Sun  shall  rise, 
And  with  his  radiance  fill 
Those  fairer,  purer  skies: 
While  round  his  throne 
Ten  thousand  stars, 
In  nobler  spheres 
His  influence  own. 

41: 1\J        Presence  of  Christ  in  His  Church.  8.6. 

1  n^HE  Lord  into  his  garden  comes, 

■*■  The  spices  yield  their  rich  perfumes, 

The  lilies  grow  and  thrive; 
Refreshing  showers  of  grace  divine 
From  Jesus  flow  to  every  vine, 
And  make  the  dead  revive. 

2  Oh  that  this  dry  and  barren  ground 
In  springs  of  water  may  abound, 

A  fruitful  soil  become  ; 
The  desert  blossom  as  the  rose- 
While  Jesus  conquers  all  his  foes, 

And  brings  the  wanderers  home. 

3  The  glorious  day  is  hastening  on, 
The  gracious  work  is  now  begun, 

The  Saviour  now  is  nigh : 
Forgiveness,  in  his  blessed  name, 
The  messengers  of  peace  proclaim ; 

The  sinner  need  not  die. 

4  Come,  brethren,  ye  who  love  the  Lord, 
Who  taste  the  sweetness  of  his  word, 

To  his  high  service  come ; 


REVIVAL.  411,  412 

Our  trouble  and  our  trials  here, 
"Will  only  make  us  richer  there, 

When  we  arrive  at  home. 

5  There,  when  we  come  to  reign  above, 

And  all  surround  the  throne  of  love, 

We'll  drink  a  full  supply; 
Our  Shepherd  will  before  us  go, 
And  lead  where  heavenly  fountains  flow, 

That  never  will  run  dry. 

tc  1  1         Joy  over  the  Repenting  Sinner.  C.  M. 

*  C\H,  how  divine,  how  sweet  the  joy, 
"  When  but  one  sinner  turns, 
And  with  a  humble,  broken  heart, 
His  sin  and  error  mourns! 

2  Pleased  with  the  news,  the  saints  below 

In  song9  their  tongues  employ; 
Beyond  the  skies  the  tidings  go, 
And  heaven  is  filled  with  joy. 

3  Well  pleased  the  Father  sees  and  hears 

The  conscious  sinner's  moan; 
Jesus  receives  him  in  his  arms, 
And  claims  him  for  his  own. 

4  Nor  angels  can  their  joys  contain, 

But  kindle  with  new  fire : 
"The  sinner  lost  is  found,"  they  sing, 
And  strike  the  sounding  lyre. 

4  1  *Z/  Blind  Bartimeus.  8.  7. 

1  "  TVTERC  Y,  O  thou  Son  of  David  !" 
i*J-  Thus  blind  Bartimeus  prayed  : 


413  REVIVAL. 

*'  Others  by  thy  word  are  saved, 
Now  to  me  afford  thy  aid." 

2  Many  for  his  crying  chid  him, 

But  he  called  the  louder  still ; 
Till  the  gracious  Saviour  bid  him, 
"  Come,  and  ask  me  what  you  will." 

3  Money  was  not  what  he  wanted, 

Though  by  begging  used  to  live ; 
But  he  asked  and  Jesus  granted 

Alms  which  none  but  he  could  give. 

4  "Lord,  remove  t!.is  grievous  blindness, 

Let  my  eyes  behold  the  day" — 
Straight  he  saw,  and  won  by  kindness, 
Followed  Jesus  in  the  way. 

5  Oh  !  methinks  I  hear  him  praising, 

Publishing  to  all  around — 
"  Friends,  is  not  rny  case  amazing  1 
What  a  Saviour  I  have  found !" 

6  "  Oh  that  all  the  blind  but  knew  him, 

And  would  be  advised  by  me ; 
Surely  they  would  hasten  to  him, 
He  would  cause  them  all  to  see." 


Converting  G?-ace.—Vs.  xlv.  3,  5. 


413 

1  TTAIL,  mighty  Jesus,  how  divine 
-*-*-  Is  thy  victorious  sword  ! 

The  stoutest  rebel  must  resign, 
At  thy  commanding  word. 

2  Deep  are  the  wounds  thy  arrows  give, 

They  pierce  the  hardest  heart; 


Prayer  for  a  Revival— Ps.  Ixxxv.  6. 


REVIVAL.  414,  415 

Thy  smiles  of  grace  the  slain  revive, 
And  joy  succeeds  to  smart. 

3  The  strongest  holds  of  Satan  yield 
To  thy  all-conquering  hand ; 
When  once  thy  glorious  arm's  revealed, 
No  rebel  can  withstand. 

414 

1  ^AVIOUR,  visit  thy  plantation ; 
^  Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain ; 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 

Unless  thou  return  again. 

Lord,  revive  us; 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance; 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
Lest,  for  want  of  thy  assistance, 
Every  plant  should  droop  and  die. 

3  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent, 

Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers  ; 
Let  each  one  esteemed  thy  servant 
Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares. 

4  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power; 

Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh; 
And  begin,  from  this  good  hour, 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 


The  Conversion  of  Sinners.  C.  M. 


415 

1  TTOW  much  the  hearts  of  those  revive, 
^*-  Who  love  and  fear  the  Lord, 


416  KINGDOM  OP  CHRIST. 

When  sinners  dead  are  made  alive 
By  his  all-quickening  word. 

2  The  ministers  of  Christ  rejoice, 

When  souls  the  word  receive ; 
When  sinners  hear  the  Saviour's  voice, 
And  in  the  Lord  believe. 

3  The  church  of  God  their  praises  join, 

And  of  salvation  sing; 
They  glorify  the  grace  divine 
Of  their  victorious  King. 

4  On  us,  our  Saviour,  shed  thy  light; 

Thy  work,  O  Lord,  revive : 
May  we  enjoy  that  blessed  sight — 
Dead  sinners  made  alive. 

5  Then  will  thy  saints  aloud  rejoice, 

And  join  the  hosts  above, 
To  praise  thy  name  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  magnify  thy  love. 


KINGDOM  OF  CHRIST. 


Love  to  the  Church.  S.  M. 


416 

1  T  LOVE  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
*■  The  house  of  thy  abode, 

The  church  our  bless'd  Redeemer  saved 
With  his  own  precious  blood. 

2  I  love  thy  church,  O  God ; 

Her  walls  before  thee  stand, 


THE  CHURCH.  417 

Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

3  If  e'er  to  bless  thy  sons 

My  voice  or  hands  deny, 
These  hands  let  useful  skill  forsake, 
This  voice  in  silence  die. 

4  If  e'er  my  heart  forget 

Her  welfare  or  her  wo, 
Let  every  joy  this  heart  forsake, 
And  every  grief  o'erflow. 

5  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways, 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

6  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall, 

For  her  my  prayers  ascend  ; 
To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given, 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 


417 


Zion.— Ps.  lxxxvii.  3. 


/^LORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

^-*  Zion,  city  of  our  God  ! 

He  whose  word  can  ne'er  be  broken 

Formed  thee  for  his  own  abode : 
On  the  rock  of  ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose! 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 

Thou  may'st  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

Here  the  streams  of  living  waters, 
Springing  from  eternal  love, 


418 


KINGDOM  OF  CHRIST. 


Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 
And  all  fear  of  want  remove  : 

Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 
Ever  flows  their  thirst  t'  assuage — 

Grace  which,  like  the  Lord,  the  giver, 
Never  fails  from  age  to  age  1 

Saviour,  if  in  Zion's  city 

Thou  record  my  worthless  name, 
Let  the  world  deride  or  pity, 

I  may  well  endure  the  shame: 
Fading  is  the  worldling's  pleasure, 

All  his  boasted  pomp  and  show ; 
Solid  joys  and  lasting  treasure 

None  but  Zion's  children  know. 


Safety  of  the  Church. 


418 

1  ^EE  the  gospel  church  secure, 
^  See  it  founded  on  the  rock ; 
All  her  promises  are  sure, 

Her  high  bulwarks  who  can  shock  ] 
Count  her  every  precious  shrine, 

Tell,  to  after-ages  tell, 
Fortified  by  power  divine, 

Zion  is  established  well. 

2  In  the  city  of  our  God, 

In  his  holy  mount  below, 
Publish,  spread  his  name  abroad, 

All  his  truth  and  goodness  show. 
Zion's  God  is  all  our  own, 

On  his  mercy  we  rely; 


THE  CHURCH.  419,  420 

Wo  his  pardoning  love  have  known, 
His  we  live,  and  his  we  die. 

4  1  i)  .brake,  0  Zion  .'-Isa.  Hi.  1.  L.  M. 

1  A  WAKE,  awake,  O  Zion,  wake; 
-£*-  Thy  beautiful  attire  put  on : 

Rise  from  the  dust,  thy  garments  shake; 
The  dark  and  mourning  hours  are  gone. 

2  Loose  from  thy  neck  the  hostile  bands, 

O  captive  daughter,  and  behold 

Thy  exiles  flock  from  all  the  lands, 

And  hasten  to  their  parent  fold. 

3  See,  Ethiopia,  at  thy  gates, 

Is  stretching  forth  her  hands  to  God  ; 
And  there,  with  all  her  treasures,  waits 
To  enter  thy  divine  abode. 

4  Put  on  thy  strength,  break  forth  in  joy — 

Whence  did  these  ransomed  children 
come? 
Bless'd  Zion !  bless'd  in  thy  employ, 
With  singing  bring  these  exiles  home. 

\"Z  (  )  The  God  of  Zion.  8.  7.  4. 

1  VION  stands,  by  hills  surrounded; 
"  Zion,  kept  by  power  divine: 
All  her  foes  shall  be  confounded, 

Though  the  world  in  arms  combine. 

Happy  Zion, 
What  a  favored  lot  is  thine! 

2  Every  human  tie  may  perish ; 

Friend  to  friend  unfaithful  prove  ; 


421  KINGDOM  OF  CHRIST. 

Mothers  cease  their  own  to  cherish ; 
Heaven  and  earth  at  last  remove ; 

But  no  changes 
Can  attend  Jehovah's  love. 
3  In  the  furnace  God  may  prove  thee, 

Thence  to  bring-  thee  forth  more  bright ; 
But  can  never  cease  to  love  thee : 
Thou  art  precious  in  his  sight. 

God  is  with  thee : 
God  thy  everlasting  light. 

4/W 1  The  Church  Triumphant.  lis. 

1  "TJAUGHTER  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy 
-"-'       sadness ; 

Awake,  for  thy  foes  shall  oppress  thee 

no  more ; 
Bright  o'er  thy  hills  dawns  the  day-star  of 

gladness, 
Arise,  for  the  night  of  thy  sorrow  is  o'er. 

2  Strong  were  thy  foes,  but  the  arm  that 

subdued  them, 
And  scattered  their  legions,  was  mightier 

far; 
They  fled,  like  the  chaff,  from  the  scourge 

that  pursued  them ; 
Vain  were  their  steeds  and  their  chariots 

of  war. 

3  Daughter  of  Zion,  the  power  that  hath 

saved  thee, 
Extolled  with  the  harp  and  the  timbrel 
should  be; 


THE  CHURCH.  422 

Shout !  for  the  foe  is  destroyed  that  enslaved 
thee, 
TV  oppressor  is  vanquished,  and  Zion 
is  free. 

4!^^     Promises  to  the  Church.— Isz.  Ix.  15,  20.      8.  7. 

1  TTEAR  what  God  the  Lord  hath  spoken; 
■*--■-  "  O  my  people,  faint  and  few, 
Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken, 

Fair  abodes  I  build  for  you  : 
Thorns  of  heart-felt  tribulation 

Shall  no  more  perplex  your  ways: 
You  shall  name  your  walls  salvation, 

And  your  gates  shall  all  be  praise." 

2  There,  like  streams  that  feed  the  garden, 

Pleasures,  without  end,  shall  flow; 
For  the  Lord,  your  faith  rewarding, 

All  his  bounty  shall  bestow: 
Still  in  undisturbed  possession, 

Peace  and  righteousness  shall  reign; 
Never  shall  you  feel  oppression — 

Hear  the  voice  of  war  again. 

3  Ye  no  more  your  suns  descending, 

Waning  moons  no  more  shall  see; 
But,  your  griefs  for  ever  ending, 

Find  eternal  noon  in  me. 
God  will  rise,  and,  shining  o'er  you, 

Change  to  day  the  gloom  of  night; 
He,  the  Lord,  will  be  your  glory, 

God  your  everlasting  light. 
x 


423,  424       KINGDOM  OF  CHRIST. 

4/OtJ       Good  Tidings  to  Zion.—lsa.  Hi.  7.       8.  7. 

1  (~\N  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 
^-^  Lo,  the  sacred  herald  stands; 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing-, 

Zion  long  in  hostile  lands: 

Mourning  captive, 
God  himself  will  loose  thy  bands. 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful, 

All  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved? 

Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 

By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved? 

Cease  thy  mourning, 
Zion  still  is  well  beloved. 

3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee, 

He  himself  appears  thy  friend; 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee, 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end; 

Great  deliverance 
Zion's  King  will  surely  send. 

4  Enemies  no  more  shall  trouble ; 

All  thy  warfare  now  is  past ; 
For  thy  shame  thou  shalt  have  double, 
Days  of  peace  are  come  at  last : 

All  thy  conflicts 
End  in  everlasting  rest. 


424 


The  Lord  Reigneth. 


1    TESUS  comes !  let  Earth  and  Ocean 
"    Pour  their  treasures  at  his  feet; 


ITS  TRIUMPH.  425 

Sea-born  isles,  with  glad  devotion, 
Haste  your  promised  Lord  to  greet. 

What  though,  high  their  shadows  rearing, 
Clouds  and  darkness  vail  his  throne? 

Truth,  in  all  his  ways  appearing, 
Tells  us — he  is  Christ  alone. 

2  Heaven  his  glory  is  revealing, 

Farthest  worlds  confess  his  sway ; 
Millions,  at  his  altar  kneeling, 

Cast  their  idol-bonds  away. 
Salem  hears — exulting  Salem 

Hears,  and  of  his  judgments  sings, 
While,  with  joy,  her  daughters  hail  him 

Lord  of  lords,  and  King  of  kings. 


425 


The  Same.  L.  M. 


T7"ES — mighty  Jesus!  thou  shalt  reign, 
*-    Till  all  thy  haughty  foes  submit ; 
Till  hell,  and  all  her  trembling  train, 
Become  the  footstool  of  thy  feet. 

Then,  rescued  souls  shall  bless  thy  power ; 

Thy  arm  shall  full  salvation  bring: 
Thy  saints,  in  that  illustrious  hour, 

Shall   conquer   with    their   conquering 
King. 

And  when  through  brilliant  gates  of  gold, 
Thou  lead'st  thy  chosen  to  the  skies, 

May  we  the  shining  pomp  behold, 
And  partners  of  the  triumph  rise. 


426  KINGDOM  OF  CHRIST. 

4  Then,  ranged  thy  blazing  throne  around, 
The  Saviour's  honors  we'll  proclaim  ; 

While  heaven's  transported  realms  resound 
Thy  mighty  deeds  and  glorious  name. 

4^0  The  Same.  7s. 

1  TTARK!  the  song  of  Jubilee; 
-LJ-  Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar, 
Or  the  fullness  of  the  sea, 

When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore. 

2  Hallelujah  !  for  the  Lord, 

God  Omnipotent,  shall  reign  : 
Hallelujah !  let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 

3  Hallelujah !  hark  !  the  sound, 

From  the  centre  to  the  skies, 
Wakes,  above,  beneath,  around, 
All  creation's  harmonies. 

4  See  Jehovah's  banners  furled, 

Sheathed   his  sword !    he   speaks — 'tis 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world       [done, 
Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Son. 

5  He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole 

With  illimitable  sway : 
He  shall  reign,  when,  like  a  scroll, 
Yonder  heavens  have  passed  away. 

6  Then  the  end — beneath  his  rod, 

Man's  last  enemy  shall  fall : 
Hallelujah  !  Christ  in  God, 
God  in  Christ,  is  all  in  all. 


ITS  TRIUMPH.  427,  428 

427  The  Same.  H.  M. 

1  "DEJOICE,  the  Lord  is  king, 
■*-*'  Your  God  and  King  adore ; 
Mortals,  give  thanks,  and  sing, 

And  triumph  evermore: 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints,  rejoice. 

2  Rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns, 

The  God  of  truth  and  love ; 
When  he  had  purged  our  stains, 
He  took  his  seat  above.    Lift  up,  &c. 

3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heaven ; 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 

Are  to  our  Jesus  given.    Lift  up,  &c. 

4  He  all  his  foes  shall  quell, 

Shall  all  our  sins  destroy, 
And  every  bosom  swell 

With  pure  seraphic  joy.     Lift  up,  &c. 

5  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 

Jesus,  the  Judge,  shall  come, 
And  take  his  servants  up 

To  their  eternal  home. 
We  soon  shall  hear  th'  archangel's  voice, 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound,  rejoice. 


rrwO  Christ  a  Conqueror. 

1    TESUS,  immortal  King,  arise ; 
J   Assert  thy  rightful  sway, 


CM. 


429  KINGDOM  OF  CHRIST. 

Till  earth,  subdued,  its  tribute  brings, 
And  distant  lands  obey. 

2  Ride  forth,  victorious  Conqueror,  ride 

Till  all  thy  foes  submit, 
And  all  the  powers  of  hell  resign 
Their  trophies  at  thy  feet. 

3  Send  forth  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around ; 

Till  every  soul  beneath  the  sun 

Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound. 

4  From  sea  to  sea — from  shore  to  shore, 

May  Jesus  be  adored  ; 
And  earth,  with  all  her  millions,  shout 
Hosanna  to  the  Lord. 


429 


The  Messiah. 


HAIL  to  the  Lord's  anointed, 
Great  David's  greater  Son! 
Hail,  in  the  time  appointed, 

His  reign  on  earth  begun : 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free : 
To  take  away  transgression, 

And  rule  in  equity. 
He  comes,  with  succor  speedy, 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong ; 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 

And  bid  the  weak  be  strong; 
To  give  them  songs  for  sighing, 

Their  darkness  turn  to  light, 


ITS  TRIUMPH. 


430 


Whose  souls  condemned  and  dying, 
Were  precious  in  his  sight. 

3  For  him  shall  prayer  unceasing, 

And  daily  vows  ascend; 
His  kingdom  still  increasing, 

A  kingdom  without  end  : 
The  mountain  dews  shall  nourish 

A  seed  in  weakness  sown, 
Whose  fruit  shall  spread  and  nourish, 

And  shake  like  Lebanon. 

4  O'er  every  foe  victorious, 

He  on  his  throne  shall  rest, 
From  age  to  age  more  glorious, 

All-blessing  and  all-bless'd: 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove; 
His  name  shall  stand  for  ever  ; 

That  name  to  us  is — Love. 

4«jU  Tlie  Reign  of  Christ.  7s. 

1  QEE  the  ransomed  millions  stand, 
^  Palms  of  conquest  in  their  hand ; 
This  before  the  throne  their  strain — 
Hell  is  vanquished,  death  is  slain. 
Blessing,  honor,  glory,  might, 

Are  the  Conqu'ror's  native  right; 
Thrones  and  powers  before  him  fall, 
Lamb  of  God,  and  Lord  of  all. 

2  Hasten,  Lord,  the  promised  hour ; 
Come  in  glory  and  in  power ; 


431    432  KINGDOM  OF  CHRIST. 

Still  thy  foes  are  unsubdued  ; 
Nature  sighs  to  be  renewed  : 
Time  has  nearly  reached  its  sum ; 
All  things,  with  the  bride,  say — come. 
Jesus,  whom  all  worlds  adore, 
Come,  and  reign  for  evermore. 

•4tO  1  Exhortation  to  Effort.  8.  7. 

1  \\Z"HILE  the  heralds  of  salvation 

Christ's  abounding  grace  proclaim, 
Let  his  friends,  of  every  station, 
Gladly  join  to  spread  his  fame. 

2  May  his  kingdom  be  promoted ; 

May  the  world  the  Saviour  know; 
Be  my  all  to  him  devoted  ; 
To  my  Lord  my  all  I  owe. 

3  Praise  the  Saviour,  all  ye  nations; 

Praise  him,  all  ye  hosts  above; 
Shout  with  joyful  acclamations, 
His  divine,  victorious  love. 


The  Latter-day  Glory.— M\c.  iv.  1—5.        C.  M. 


432 

1  TVEHOLD,  the  mountain  of  the  Lord, 
J-*  In  latter  days,  shall  rise 

On  mountain  tops,  above  the  hills, 
And  draw  the  wond'ring  eyes. 

2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 

All  tribes  and  tongues,  shall  flow; 
"  Up  to  the  hill  of  God,"  they  say, 
"  And  to  his  house  we'll  go." 


ITS  TRIUMPH. 


433 


Z  The  beams  that  shine  on  Zion's  hill 
Shall  lighten  ev'ry  land; 
The  King  who  reigns  in  Salem's  towers 
Shall  all  the  world  command. 

4  No  longer  hosts  encountering  hosts, 

Their  millions  slain  deplore  ; 
They  hang  the  trumpet  in  the  hall, 
And  study  war  no  more. 

5  Come  then — oh  come  from  every  land, 

To  worship  at  his  shrine: 
And  walking  in  the  light  of  God, 
With  holy  beauties  shine. 


433 


Christ's  Exaltation.  H.  M. 


f^-OD  is  gone  up  on  high, 
"  With  a  triumphant  n 


iphant  noise, 
The  clarions  of  the  sky, 
Proclaim  th'  angelic  joys ; 
Join,  all  on  earth,  rejoice  and  sing, 
Glory  ascribe  to  glory's  King. 
God  in  the  flesh  below, 

For  us  he  reigns  above; 
Let  all  the  nations  know 
The  Saviour's  conquering  love. 

Join,  all,  &c. 

High  on  his  holy  seat, 

lie  bears  the  righteous  sway  ; 

His  foes  beneath  his  feet 
Shall  sink  and  die  away. 

Join,  all,  &c. 


434,  435       KINGDOM  OF  CHRIST. 

4      His  foes  and  our's  are  one — 
Satan,  the  world  and  sin ; 
But  he  shall  tread  them  down, 
And  bring  his  kingdom  in. 

Join,  all,  &c. 

4to4  Increase  of  the  Church.— Isa.  he.  5,  6.      H.  M. 

1  "OISE,  gracious  God,  and  shine 
■*•*  In  all  thy  saving  might; 
And  prosper  each  design, 

To  spread  thy  glorious  light : 
Let  healing  streams  of  mercy  flow, 
That  all  the  earth  thy  truth  may  know. 

2  Oh  bring  the  nations  near, 

That  they  may  sing  thy  praise: 
Let  all  the  people  hear, 

And  learn  thy  holy  ways: 
Reign,  mighty  God,  assert  thy  cause, 
And  govern  by  thy  righteous  laws. 

3  Put  forth  thy  glorious  power; 

The  nations  then  will  see, 
And  earth  present  her  store 
In  converts  born  of  thee : 
God,  our  own  God,  his  church  will  bless, 
And  earth  shall  yield  her  full  increase. 

4tOO  Christ's  Universal  Reign.  L.  M. 

1   TESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
**  Does  his  successive  journeys  run ; 
His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
'Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 


ITS  TRIUMPH.  436,  437 

2  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head  ; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

3  People  and  realms,  of  every  tongue, 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song  ; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

4  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns, 
The  pris'ner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains, 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  bless'd. 

4o0  Praise  from  all  Nations.  L.  M. 

1  T7ROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
■*-  Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise : 

Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Through  every  land — by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word : 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 


437 


The  Reign  of  Christ. 


XT  ARK,  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 
-*--*-  Sound  the  note  of  praise  above ; 
Jesus  reigns,  and  heaven  rejoices; 
Jesus  reigns,  the  God  of  love. 
King  of  glory,  reign  for  ever — 
Thine  an  everlasting  crown: 


438  KINGDOM  OF  CHRIST. 

Nothing  from  thy  love  shall  sever 
Those  whom  thou  hast  made  thy  own. 
3  Saviour,  hasten  thy  appearing  ; 
Bring,  oh  bring  the  glorious  day, 
When,  the  gospel  summons  hearing, 
Heathen  nations  will  obey. 

40O  Spread  of  the  Gospel.  CM. 

1  /^JREAT  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 
^*   Are  by  creation  thine; 

And  in  thy  works,  from  nature's  birth, 
Thy  power  and  glory  shine. 

2  But  Lord,  thy  greater  love  hath  sent 

Thy  gospel  to  our  race; 
Unvailing  thy  divine  intent 
Of  rich  redeeming  grace. 

3  Soon  may  these  gracious  tidings  roll 

The  spacious  earth  around, 
Till  every  tribe  and  every  soul 
Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound. 

4  When,  to  her  sable  sons  conveyed, 

Shall  Afric  learn  thy  word, 
And  vassals,  long  enslaved,  become 
The  freemen  of  the  Lord? 

5  When  shall  the  scattered  wanderers  meet, 

That  now  in  darkness  rove, 
And  gathered  round  Immanuel's  feet, 
Sing  of  his  saving  love  1 

6  O  Lord,  each  faithful  effort  own, 

To  spread  the  gospel-rays ; 


SPREAD  OF  THE  GOSPEL.       439,  440 

And  rear  on  sin's  demolished  throne 
The  temples  of  thy  praise. 


The  Jubilee.  H.  M. 


439 

1  T>LO\V  ye  the  trumpet,  blow — 
■*-*  The  gladly  solemn  sound  ; 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth's  remotest  bound — 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  sin-atoning  Lamb ; 
Redemption  by  his  blood 

Through  all  the  lands  proclaim. 

The  year,  &c. 

3  Ye  who  have  sold  for  nought 

The  heritage  above, 
Receive  it  back  unbought, 
The  gift  of  Jesus'  love. 

The  year,  &c. 

4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 

Your  liberty  receive; 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 
And  bless'd  in  Jesus  live. 

The  year,  &c. 

5  The  gospel-trumpet  hear — 

The  news  of  pardoning  grace  ; 
Ye  happy  souls  draw  near, 
Behold  your  Saviour's  face. 

The  year,  &c- 


440,  441       KINGDOM  OF  CHRIST. 

44U      Thy  Kingdom  Come.— Matt.  vi.  10,         S»  M. 

1  (~\  GOD  of  sovereign  grace, 

"  We  bow  before  thy  throne, 
And  plead,  for  all  the  human  race, 
The  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  Spread  through  the  earth,  O  Lord, 

The  knowledge  of  thy  ways  ; 

And  let  all  lands  with  joy  record 

The  great  Redeemer's  praise. 

44 1  Success  of  the  Gospel.  7. 6. 

1  fPHE  morning  light  is  breaking, 
-*-    The  darkness  disappears ; 

The  sons  of  earth  are  waking 

To  penitential  tears : 
Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean, 

Brings  tidings  from  afar, 
Of  nations  in  commotion, 

Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 

2  See  heathen  nations  bending 

Before  the  God  we  love, 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above ; 
While  sinners,  now  confessing, 

The  gospel  call  obey, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  blessing — 

A  nation  in  a  day. 

3  Bless'd  river  of  salvation, 

Pursue  thy  onward  way ; 


SPREAD  OF  THE  GOSPEL.  442 

Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 

Nor  in  thy  richness  stay; 
Stay  not  till  all  the  lowly 

Triumphant  reach  their  home; 
Stay  not  till  all  the  holy 

Proclaim — the  Lord  is  come. 

4-1^  The  Same.  C.  M. 

1  ^TRETCH,  O  my  soul,  thy  ardent  wing, 
^  And  hail  the  dawning  light  ; 
Behold,  what  scenes,  what  visions  spring 

Of  infinite  delight. 

2  Soon  shall  the  glorious  eastern  Star 

Above  the  mountains  rise ; 
And  rays  celestial,  beaming  far, 
Illume  e'en  polar  skies. 

3  If  angels  in  their  sphere  rejoice 

One  rescued  soul  to  greet, 
How  will  they  raise  the  enraptured  voice 
Whole  continents  to  meet. 

4  Siberia  spreads  her  frozen  arms, 

Released  from  sin  and  chains ; 
And  Sharon's  rose  exhales  its  charms 
On  Afric's  sultry  plains. 

5  From  Java  to  the  furthest  west 

The  heavenly  light  shall  reach; 
And  truth  divine  its  power  attest 
In  every  clime  and  speech. 

6  Shed,  Sun  of  righteousness,  thy  rays 

On  every  land  of  night; 


443,  444       KINGDOM  OF  CHRIST. 

Till  all  the  heathen  sing  thy  praise, 
And  hail  the  cheerful  light. 

44«J  Spread  of  the  Gospel.  8. 

1  TTES,  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking ; 

-*-  Joyful  times  are  near  at  hand ; 
God,  the  mighty  God,  is  speaking 

By  his  word  in  every  land : 
When  he  chooses, 

Darkness  flies  at  his  command. 

2  While  the  foe  becomes  more  daring, 

While  he  enters  like  a  flood, 
God,  the  Saviour,  is  preparing 
Means  to  spread  his  truth  abroad ; 

Every  language 
Soon  shall  tell  the  love  of  God. 

3  God  of  Jacob,  high  and  glorious, 

Let  thy  people  see  thy  hand ; 
Let  the  gospel  be  victorious 

Through  the  world  in  every  land : 

And  the  idols 
Perish,  Lord,  at  thy  command. 


444 


The  Fountain. — Zech.  xiii.  1. 


^EE,  from  "Zion's  sacred  mountain, 
^  Streams  of  living  water  flow ; 
God  has  opened  there  a  fountain 

Which  supplies  the  world  below : 
They  are  blessed, 

Who  its  sovereign  virtues  know. 


SPREAD  OF  THE  GOSPEL.  445 

2  Through  ten  thousand  channels  flowing, 

Streams  of  mercy  find  their  way; 
Life,  and  health,  and  joy  bestowing, 
Making  all  around  look  gay : 

O  ye  nations, 
Hail  the  long  expected  day. 

3  Gladdened  by  the  flowing  treasure, 

All  enriching  as  it  goes, 
Lo,  the  desert  smiles  with  pleasure, 
Buds  and  blossoms  as  the  rose  : 

Every  object 
Sings  for  joy  where'er  it  flows. 

4  Trees  of  life  the  banks  adorning, 

Yield  their  fruit  to  all  around ; 
Those  who  eat  are  saved  from  mourning, 
Pleasure  comes  and  hopes  abound  : 

Fair  their  portion ! 
Endless  life  with  glory  crowned. 

44D  The  Gospel  Tidings.  H.  M. 

1  TTARK!  hark! — the  notes  of  joy 
■*"■'  Roll  o'er  the  heavenly  plains, 
And  seraphs  find  employ 

For  their  sublimest  strains; 
Some  new  delight  in  heaven  is  known, 
Loud  sound  the  harps  around  the  throne. 

2  Bear,  bear  the  tidings  round; 

Let  every  mortal  know 
What  love  in  God  is  found, 
What  pity  he  can  show  ; 

Y 


446,  447       KINGDOM  OF  CHRIST. 

Ye  winds  that  blow,  ye  waves  that  roll, 
Bear  the  glad  news  from  pole  to  pole. 

3      Strike,  strike  the  harps  again, 
To  great  ImmanuePs  name ; 
Arise,  ye  sons  of  men, 

And  all  his  grace  proclaim ; 
Angels  and  men,  wake  every  string, 
'Tis  God  the  Saviour's  praise  we  sing. 

440  Jesus  Reigns.  7s. 

1  TTT'AKE  the  song  of  jubilee, 

*  *^  Let  it  echo  o'er  the  sea. 
Now  is  come  the  promised  hour; 
Jesus  reigns  with  sovereign  power. 

2  All  ye  nations,  join  and  sing, 
"Christ  of  lords  and  kings  is  King." 
Let  it  sound  from  shore  to  shore — 
Jesus  reigns  for  evermore. 

3  Now  the  desert  lands  rejoice, 
And  the  islands  join  their  voice ; 
Yea,  the  whole  creation  sings — 
"  Jesus  is  the  King  of  kings !" 

44  #  The  Millennium.  H.  M. 

1       T3ISE,  Sun  of  glory,  rise, 

■*■*'  And  chase  those  shades  of  night, 
Which  now  obscure  the  skies, 
And  hide  thy  sacred  light: 
Oh  chase  those  dismal  shades  away, 
And  bring  the  bright  millennial  day. 


SPREAD  OF  THE  GOSPEL.  448 

2  Now  send  thy  Spirit  down 

On  all  the  nations,  Lord ; 
With  great  success  to  crown 

The  preaching  of  thy  word; 
That  heathen  lands  may  own  thy  sway, 
And  cast  their  idol  gods  away. 

3  Then  shall  thy  kingdom  come 

Among  our  fallen  race, 
And  all  the  earth  become 

The  temple  of  thy  grace ; 
Whence  pure  devotion  shall  ascend, 
And  songs  of  praise,  till  time  shall  end. 

44o      "  Watchman,  -what  of  the  Night  /"  7s. 

1  WATCHMAN,  tell  us  of  the  night, 

*  '    What  its  signs  of  promise  are. 
Traveller,  o'er  yon  mountain's  height, 

See  that  glory-beaming  star  ! 
Watchman,  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell  ? 
Traveller,  yes ;  it  brings  the  day — 

Promised  day  of  Israel. 

2  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. 
Traveller,  blessedness  and  light, 

Peace  and  truth,  its  course  portends. 
Watchman,  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  1 
Traveller,  ages  are  its  own, 

See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 
:3  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 


449  KINGDOM  OF  CHRIST. 

Traveller,  darkness  takes  its  flight, 
Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 

Watchman,  let  thy  wanderings  cease ; 
Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. 

Traveller,  lo  !  the  Prince  of  Peace — 
Lo !  the  Son  of  God  is  come  ! 

44«7      The  Perishing  Heathen.— Acts  xvi.  9.         7. 

1  T^ROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 
■*•   From  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand ; 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle — 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile ; 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown ; 
The  heathen,  in  his  blindness, 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high — 
Shall  we  to  men  benighted, 

The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 
Salvation  !  oh,  salvation ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 


THE  HEATHEN.  450 

4  Waft — waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole  ; 
Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature, 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 

40  U     Fulfillment  of  Prophecy  Implored.         L.  M. 

1  /T1REAT  King  of  Zion,  now  arise, 

Thy  glorious  promises  fulfill ; 
Behold  thy  church  in  mourning  lies. 
Yet  waiting  for  thy  mercy  still. 

2  O  God,  how  long?  thy  people  cry; 

When  shall  our  prayers  acceptance  gain"? 
Look  from  thy  lofty  throne  on  high, 
And  break  the  prisoners'  heavy  chain. 

3  Let  Asia's  millions  hear  thy  voice; 

Send  them  thy  heralds  to  proclaim 
Salvation — bid  them  soon  rejoice 
In  Jesus,  our  Immanuel's  name. 

4  Let  Africa,  with  all  her  tribes, 

Be  rescued  from  the  spoiler's  hand; 
Nor  lust  of  power,  nor  golden  bribes, 
Draw  murderers  there  to  waste  her  land. 

5  Let  every  nation  under  heaven, 

In  all  their  various  tongues  receive 
The  glorious  gospel  thou  hast  given, 
Renounce  their  idols,  and  believe. 


451,  452       KINGDOM  OF  CHRIST. 

401        Christians  Debtors  to  the  Heathen.       L.  M. 

1  CHRISTIANS,    the  glorious  hope  ye 
^  know, 

Which  soothes  the  heart  in  every  wo; 
While  heathens  helpless,  hopeless  lie; 
No  ray  of  glory  meets  their  eye. 

2  Christians,  ye  taste  the  heavenly  grace, 
Which  cheers  believers  in  their  race; 
Uncheered    by  grace,    through    heathen 

gloom, 
See  millions  hastening  to  the  tomb. 

3  Christians,  ye  prize  the  Saviour's  blood, 
In  which  the  soul  is  cleansed  for  God ; 
Millions  of  souls  in  darkness  dwell, 
Uncleansed  from  sin — exposed  to  hell. 

4  To  distant  lands  that  grace  convey, 
Which  trains  the  soul  for  endless  day; 
Oh  strive  that  heathens  soon  may  view 
That  precious  blood,  which  cleanseth  you. 

40/^  Prayer  for  the  Spirit.  H.  M. 

1      SOVEREIGN  of  worlds  above, 
^  And  Lord  of  all  below, 
Thy  faithfulness  and  love, 
Thy  power  and  mercy  show: 
Fulfill  thy  word ; 
Thy  Spirit  give ; 
Let  heathens  live 
And  praise  the  Lord. 


THE  HEATHEN.  453 

On  lands  that  lie  beneath 

Foul  superstition's  sway, 
Whose  horrid  shades  of  death 
Admit  no  heavenly  ray, 
Blest  Spirit  shine, 
Their  hearts  illume; 
Dispel  the  gloom 
With  light  divine. 

Few  be  the  years  that  roll, 

Ere  all  shall  worship  thee; 
The  travail  of  his  soul 
Soon  let  the  Saviour  see ; 
O  God  of  grace, 
Thy  power  employ, 
Fill  earth  with  joy, 
And  heaven  with  praise. 


Divine  Power  Invoked. — Isa.  li. 


453 

1  A  RM  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake, 

-£*•  Put  on  thy  strength,  the  nations  shake, 
And  let  the  world,  adoring,  see 
Triumphs  of  mercy  wrought  by  thee. 

2  Say  to  the  heathen,  from  thy  throne, 
"I  am  Jehovah — God  alone:" 

Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound, 
And  cast  their  altars  to  the  ground. 

3  No  more  let  human  blood  be  spilt — 
Vain  sacrifice  for  human  guilt! 
But  to  each  conscience  be  applied 
The  blood  that  flowed  from  Jesus'  side. 


454  KINGDOM  OF  CHRIST. 

4  Almighty  God,  thy  grace  proclaim, 
In  every  land  of  every  name ; 
Let  adverse  powers  before  thee  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour — Lord  of  all. 


454 


Prayer  for  the  Heathen. 


/^I'ER  the  realms  of  pagan  darkness 
^  Let  the  eye  of  pity  gaze: 
See  the  kindreds  of  the  people 

Lost  in  sin's  bewildering  maze ; 
Darkness  brooding 

On  the  face  of  all  the  earth. 

Light  of  them  who  sit  in  error — 
Rise  and  shine,  thy  blessings  bring; 

Light,  to  lighten  all  the  Gentiles — 
Rise  with  healing  in  thy  wing; 

To  thy  brightness 
Let  all  kings  and  nations  come. 

Let  the  heathen,  now  adoring 
Idol  gods  of  wood  and  stone, 

Come,  and  worshiping  before  him, 
Serve  the  living  God  alone. 

Let  thy  glory 
Fill  the  earth  as  floods  the  sea. 

Thou  to  whom  all  power  is  given, 
Speak  the  word — at  thy  command 

Let  the  company  of  preachers 

Spread  thy  name  from  land  to  land  : 

Lord  be  with  them 
Till  the  world  and  time  shall  end. 


the  jews.     455,  456,  457 

45  0  The  Same.  L.  M. 

1  QOVEREIGN    of   worlds,    display   thy 
^  power ; 

Be  this  thy  Zion's  favored  hour: 
Bid  the  bright  morning  star  arise, 
And  point  the  nations  to  the  skies. 

2  Speak,  and  the  world  shall  hear  thy  voice; 
Speak,  and  the  desert  shall  rejoice; 
Scatter  the  gloom  of  heathen  night, 
And  bid  all  nations  hail  the  light. 

45  O  The  Same.  7s. 

1  pRINCE  of  Peace,  the  world  is  thine, 
■*-  Come,  oh  come,  with  power  divine ; 
While  the  hosts  of  hell  oppose, 

Come  to  triumph  o'er  thy  foes. 
Then  beneath  thy  gentle  reign, 
Earth  shall  bud  and  bloom  again. 

2  Sun  of  righteousness,  illume 
Nations  long  involved  in  gloom. 
Wait  we  till  the  morn's  faint  ray 
Brightens  into  perfect  day; 
Pray  we  till  the  shades  of  night 
Fly  before  thy  glorious  light. 

40/  Restoration  of  Israel.  CM. 

1   JERUSALEM,  Jerusalem, 
*    My  heart  is  pained  for  thee ; 
Jerusalem,  Jerusalem, 
I  long  to  see  thee  free. 


458  KINGDOM  OF  CHRIST. 

2  Thy  halcyon  days  of  wealth  and  praise, 

Have  faded  from  our  view; 

And  thou  art  left,  of  all  bereft, 

To  show  what  God  can  do. 

3  Bright  scenes  await  thy  future  state; 

For  Israel's  land  shall  bless 
Earth's  ruined  race  with  truths  of  grace, 
And  Jesus  Christ  confess. 

4  Descend  again,  on  earth  to  reign, 

Almighty  Prince  of  Peace ; 
Thy  promised  seed,  for  mercy  plead, 
And  look  for  their  release. 

45  O  The  Same.  7. 6. 

1  r\H  that  the  Lord's  salvation 
^  Were  out  of  Zion  come, 
To  heal  his  ancient  nation, 

To  lead  his  outcasts  home. 
How  long  the  holy  city 

Shall  heathen  feet  profane? 
Return,  O  Lord,  in  pity; 

Rebuild  her  walls  again. 

2  Let  fall  thy  rod  of  terror ; 

Thy  saving  grace  impart; 
Roll  back  the  vail  of  error; 

Release  the  fettered  heart. 
Let  Israel,  home  returning, 

Their  lost  Messiah  see ; 
Give  oil  of  joy  for  mourning, 

And  bind  thy  church  to  thee. 


the  jews.  459,  460 

4:09  The  Same.  C.  M. 

1  "TkAUGHTER  of  Zion,  from  the  dust 
U  Exalt  thy  fallen  head  : 

Again  in  thy  Redeemer  trust, 
He  calls  thee  from  the  dead. 

2  Awake,  awake,  put  on  thy  strength, 

Thy  beautiful  array ; 
The  day  of  freedom  dawns  at  length, 
The  Lord's  appointed  day. 

3  Rebuild  thy  walls,  thy  bounds  enlarge, 

And  send  thy  heralds  forth : 
Say  to  the  south,  "  Give  up  thy  charge, 
And  keep  not  back,  O  north." 

4  They  come,  they  come  ; — thy  exiled  bands, 

Where'er  they  rest  or  roam, 
Have  heard  thy  voice  in  distant  lands, 
And  hasten  to  their  home. 

5  Thus,  though  the  universe  shall  burn, 

And  God  his  works  destroy, 
With  songs  thy  ransomed  shall  return, 
And  everlasting  joy. 

4uU  Prayer  for  the  Jews.  L.  M. 

1  (^iH,  why  should  Israel's  sons,  once  bless'd, 
^  Still  roam  the  scorning  world  around, 
Disowned  of  heaven,  by  man  oppressed, 

Outcasts  from  Zion's  hallowed  ground? 

2  0  God  of  Israel,  view  their  race ; 

Back  to  thy  fold  the  wanderers  bring ; 


461  KINGDOM  OF  CHRIST. 

Teach  them  to  seek  thy  slighted  grace, 
To  hail  in  Christ  their  promised  King. 

3  The  vail  of  darkness  rend  in  twain, 

Which  hides  their  Shiloh's  glorious  light ; 
The  severed  olive  branch  again 
Back  to  its  parent  stock  unite. 

4  While  Judah  views  his  birth-right  gone, 

With  contrite  shame  his  bosom  move 
The  Saviour  he  denied,  to  own, 
The  Lord  he  crucified,  to  love. 

5  Haste,  glorious  day,  expected  long, 
When  Jew  and  Greek  one  prayer  shall 

raise, 
With  eager  feet  one  temple  throng, 
One  God  with  grateful  rapture  praise. 

4tUl  The  Harvest  Ready.— John  iv.  35.  7s. 

1  ^EE  the  ripened,  waving  grain 
^  Beckon  for  the  reaper's  hand ; 
Ripe  and  ready — yet  in  vain 

Comes  the  sign  from  foreign  land. 

2  See  yon  fair  and  fruitful  field, 

Shaken  by  the  whirlwind's  breath; 
See  its  wasting  harvest  yield 
To  th'  unsparing  reaper — death. 

3  Wherefore  named  we  Jesus'  name, 

If  we  shun  his  work  to  share  1 
Who  will  take  the  cross,  the  shame? 
Who  will  for  the  field  prepare  1 


. 


missions.  462,  463 

4  Christian,  doubt  not,  shrink  not  thou  ; 
God  will  be  thy  trust,  thy  stay ; 
He  the  cloud  to  shade  thy  brow, 
He  the  light  to  guide  thy  way. 

462  The  Same.  C.  M. 

1  T  OOK  up,  the  harvest  fields  are  white, 
-^  And  bends  the  ripening  grain  ; 

Go  forth  and  reap,  lest  fall  the  night, 
And  day  be  given  in  vain. 

2  See,  India,  from  her  jeweled  throne, 

Bows  down  the  listening  ear, 
And  her  unnumbered  thousands  own 
The  dawn  of  mercy  near. 

3  A  slanting  ray  of  freedom's  sun 

Has  glanced  on  Afric's  shore ; 

Swiftly  and  wide  the  tidings  run 

That  darkness  reigns  no  more. 

4  Go  forth — the  lamp  of  truth  is  bright — 

And  bid  its  heavenly  ray 
Dispel  the  lingering  shades  of  night, 
And  chase  their  gloom  away. 

5  We  plant  the  cross ;  but,  Lord,  thy  breath 

Alone  has  power  to  raise, 
From  the  dark  silent  vale  of  death, 
An  army  to  thy  praise. 

4b»J  «  The  Morning  Cometh:  lis. 

1  TT7AKE,  Isles  of  the  South,  your  redemp- 
■  '  tion  is  near; 

No  longer  repose  in  the  borders  of  gloom ; 


464  KINGDOM  OF  CHRIST. 

The  strength  of  his  chosen  in  love  will 
appear, 
And  light  shall  arise  on  the  verge  of  the 
tomb. 

2  The  billows  that  girt  you,  the  wild  waves 

that  roar, 
The  zephyrs  that  play  where  the  ocean 

storms  cease, 
Shall  bear  the  rich  freight  to  your  desolate 

shore, 
Shall  waft  the  glad  tidings  of  pardon 

and  peace. 

3  On  the  islands  that  sit  in  the  regions  of 

night, 
The  lands  of  despair,  to  oblivion  a  prey, 
The  morning  will  open  with  healing  and 

light; 
The  bright  Star  of  Bethlehem  will  usher 

the  day. 

4  The  heathen  will  hasten  to  welcome  the 

time, 
The  day-spring  the  prophet  in  vision 

once  saw — 
When  the  beams  of  Messiah  shall  gladden 

each  clime, 
And  the  isles  of  the  ocean  shall  wait 

for  his  law. 

4tU4  "  Come  over  and  help  «.?."  8.  7. 

TTARK !  what  mean  those  lamentations, 
-*--*•  Rolling  sadly  through  the  sky  1 


missions.  465 

'Tis  the  cry  of  heathen  nations — 
"  Come  and  help  us,  or  we  die !" 
2  Hear  the  heathens'  sad  complaining1 ; 
Christians,  hear  their  dying  cry  ; 

And,  the  love  of  Christ  constraining, 
Haste  to  help  them,  ere  they  die. 

400  The  Missionary.  6.  4. 

1  QOUND,  sound  the  truth  abroad, 
^  Bear  ye  the  word  of  God 

Through  the  wide  world ; 
Tell  what  our  Lord  has  done, 
Tell  how  the  day  is  won, 
And  from  his  lofty  throne 

Satan  is  hurled. 

2  Speed  on  the  wings  of  love ; 
Jesus,  who  reigns  above, 

Bids  us  to  fly  ; 
They  who  his  message  bear, 
Should  neither  doubt  nor  fear ; 
He  will  their  friend  appear, 

He  will  be  nigh. 

3  When  on  the  mighty  deep, 
He  will  their  spirits  keep, 

Stayed  on  his  word ; 
When  in  a  foreign  land, 
No  other  friend  at  hand, 
Jesus  will  by  them  stand, 

Jesus  their  Lord. 

4  Ye  who,  forsaking  all, 

At  your  loved  Master's  call, 
Comforts  resign — 


466  KINGDOM  OF  CHRIST. 

Soon  will  your  work  be  done, 
Soon  will  the  prize  be  won, 
Brighter  than  yonder  sun, 
Then  shall  ye  shine. 


466 


The  Same. 


1  (TJ.O,  ye  messengers  of  God, 

"  Like  the  beams  of  morning,  fly; 
Take  the  wonder-working  rod, 
Wave  the  banner-cross  on  high. 

2  Where  the  lofty  minaret 

Gleams  along  the  morning  skies, 
Wave  it  till  the  crescent  set, 
And  the  "  Star  of  Jacob"  rise. 

3  Go  to  many  a  tropic  isle, 

In  the  bosom  of  the  deep, 
Where  the  skies  for  ever  smile, 
And  th'  oppressed  for  ever  weep. 

4  O'er  the  negro's  night  of  care 

Pour  the  living  light  of  heaven; 
Chase  away  the  fiend  despair, 
Bid  him  hope  to  be  forgiven. 

5  Where  the  golden  gates  of  day 

Open  on  the  palmy  East, 
Wide  the  bleeding  cross  display, 
Spread  the  gospel's  richest  feast, 

6  Bear  the  tidings  round  the  ball, 

Visit  every  soil  and  sea; 
Preach  the  cross  of  Christ  to  all — 
Christ,  whose  love  is  full  and  free. 


missions.  467,  468 

4:0  /  The  Same.  C.  M. 

1  /^J.0,  messenger  of  peace  and  love, 

^-*  To  nations  plunged  in  shades  of  night; 
Like  angels  sent  from  fields  above, 
Be  thine  to  shed  celestial  light. 

2  Go,  to  the  hungry  food  impart; 

To  paths  of  peace  the  wanderer  guide, 
And  lead  the  thirsty,  panting  heart, 
Where  streams  of  living  water  glide. 

3  Go,  bid  the  bright  and  morning  star 

From   Bethlehem's   plains   resplendent 
shine, 
And,  piercing  through  the  gloom  afar, 
Shed  heavenly  light  and  love  divine. 

4  To  India's  various  castes  proclaim 

The  gospel's  soft  but  powerful  voice  ; 
And  at  the  blest  Redeemer's  name, 
Let  ocean's  lonely  isles  rejoice. 

5  From  north  to  south,  from  east  to  west, 

Messiah  yet  shall  reign  supreme; 
His  name  by  every  tongue  confessed, 
His  praise  the  universal  theme. 

6  Then  faint  not  in  the  day  of  toil, 

When  harvest  waits  the  reaper's  hand  ; 
Go,  gather  in  the  glorious  spoil, 
And  joyous  in  his  presence  stand. 

*4:0o  The  Same.  8.  7.  4. 

1  TI/TEN  of  God,  go  take  your  stations; 
■*-"-  Darkness  reigns  throughout  the  earth  ; 


469,  470       KINGDOM  OF  CHRIST. 

Go — proclaim  among  the  nations, 
Joyful  news  of  heavenly  birth; 

Bear  the  tidings — 
Of  the  Saviour's  matchless  worth. 
2  When  exposed  to  fearful  dangers, 
Jesus  will  his  own  defend ; 
Borne  afar  'midst  foes  and  strangers, 
Jesus  will  appear  your  friend; 

He  hath  promised 
To  be  with  you,  to  the  end. 

40 17  The  Same.  L.  M.    ; 

1  TTE,  Christian  heroes,  go,  proclaim 

-*-  Salvation  through  Immanuel's  name; 
To  distant  climes  the  tidings  bear, 
And  plant  the  Rose  of  Sharon  there. 

2  He'll  shield  you  with  a  wall  of  fire, 
With  flaming  zeal  your  breasts  inspire ; 
Bid  raging  winds  their  fury  cease, 
And  hush  the  tempests  into  peace. 

3  And  when  our  labors  all  are  o'er, 
Then  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more; 
Meet,  with   the   blood-bought   throng 
And  crown  our  Jesus  Lord  of  all.     [fall- 

4/  U  The  Missionary  Ship. 

1  T)  LO  W  fresh,  ye  favoring  breezes — bio 
-*-*  And  round  the  canvass,  like  swells 
Ye  rolling  waters,  lie  smooth  below ;  [sno\ 
And  over  the  skies 
May  no  storms  arise, 
For  the  sowers  go  forth  to  sow. 


MISSIONS.  470 

2  They  go,  in  lands  by  the  heathen  trod, 
To  sow  the  seed  of  the  word  of  God ; 
From  the  root  of  Jesse  to  show  the  rod, 

'Mid  the  desert's  gloom, 
Till  the  "  Branch"  shall  bloom 
O'er  its  idols  beneath  the  sod. 

3  Shine  clear,  O  sun,  on  the  sparkling  sea: 
Of  Him  (who  nameth  himself  by  thee) 
The    light — life-giving,    and    pure,    and 

To  the  blind  to  show,  [free — 

Far  away  they  go ; 
And  with  leaves  of  the  healing  tree. 

4  Speed  on,  bright  ship,  in  thy  grandeur  fair ; 
We  give  thy  helm  to  an  angel's  care, 
Salvation's  heralds  unharmed  to  bear 

To  their  distant  goal ; 
For  the  priceless  soul 
Is  the  jewel  which  draws  them  there. 

5  From  friends  and  home  in  their  far  remove, 
Around  them  hover,  thou  heavenly  Dove : 
Descend,  sweet  Comforter,  from  above, 

To  strengthen  their  bands, 
And  hold  up  their  hands, 
For  their  labor  of  faith  and  love. 

6  O  thou,  the  beams  of  whose  chambers  lie 
Below  the  flood  and  above  the  sky, 

'Mid  shadows  of  death,  thy  friends  be  nigh, 
Till  glory  divine 
From  the  cross  shall  shine, 

And  death,  in  its  radiance,  die. 


471,  472  THE  SABBATH. 

THE    SABBATH. 

4r  /  1  Saturday  Evening.  11.  8. 

1  T  ET  the  cares  of  the  week  all  be  banished 
■"        far  hence ; 

To  devotion  now  let  us  be  given : 
May  the  work  of  the  Sabbath  this  evening 
commence, 
And  our  souls  be  preparing  for  heaven. 

2  Let  us  search  well  the  bosom,  if  aught  can 

be  found 
To  hinder  the  growth  of  the  seed ; 
And  earnestly  pray  God  would  clear  from 

the  ground 
Each  rank  and  injurious  weed. 

3  And  oh  that  a  dew  from  the  Lord   may 

To  rest  in  abundance  on  all ;    [descend, 
For  without  it  no  blessing  the  word  will 
attend, 
Though  preached  by  Apollos  or  Paul. 

4  And  may  the  Redeemer  his  presence  bestow, 

Delighting  each  heart  with  his  love ; 
And  give  us  to  taste,  in  his  dwelling  below, 
The  joys  of  his  temple  above. 

4/2  The  Same.  L.  M.  6  1. 

1  ^WEET  is  the  last,  the  parting  ray, 
^  That  ushers  placid  evening  in ; 


WELCOMED.  473 

When,  with  the  still,  expiring  day, 

The  Sabbath's  peaceful  hours  begin  ; 
How  grateful  to  the  anxious  breast 
The  sacred  hours  of  holy  rest! 

2  Hushed  is  the  tumult  of  the  day, 

And  worldly  cares  and  business  cease; 
While  soft  the  vesper  breezes  play, 

To  hymn  the  glad  return  of  peace: 
Delightful  season  !  kindly  given 
To  turn  the  wandering  thoughts  to  heaven. 

3  Oft  as  this  peaceful  hour  shall  come, 

Lord,  raise  my  thoughts  from  earthly 
things, 
And  bear  them  to  my  heavenly  home, 

On  faith  and  hope's  celestial  wings, 
Till  the  last  gleam  of  life  decay, 
In  one  eternal  Sabbath-day. 

4  /  O  The  Sabbath  Welcomed.  S.  M. 

1  Y\7ELCOME,  sweet  day  of  rest, 

'  *    That  saw  the  Lord  arise ; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 

And  feasts  his  saints  to-day ; 
Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  amidst  the  place 

Where  my  dear  Lord  has  been, 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasurable  sin. 


474,  475  THE  SABBATH. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay- 
in  such  a  frame  as  this, 
And  sit,  and  sing  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 


474 


The  Same. 


T^ELCOME,  sacred  day  of  rest; 
**   Sweet  repose  from  worldly  care; 
Day  above  all  days  the  best, 

When  our  souls  for  heaven  prepare ; 
Day  when  our  Redeemer  rose, 

Victor  o'er  the  hosts  of  hell : 
Thus  he  vanquished  all  our  foes ; 

Let  our  lips  his  glory  tell. 

Gracious  Lord,  we  love  this  day, 

When  we  hear  thy  holy  word ; 
When  we  sing  thy  praise,  and  pray  ; 

Earth  can  no  such  joys  afford. 
But  a  better  rest  remains — 

Heavenly  Sabbaths,  happier  days, 
Rest  from  sin,  and  rest  from  pains, 

Endless  joys,  and  endless  praise. 


475 


The  Same.  H.  M. 


TTfELCOME,  delightful  morn; 

*  V  Thou  day  of  sacred  rest; 
I  hail  thy  kind  return ; 

Lord,  make  these  moments  blest. 
From  the  low  train  of  mortal  toys, 
I  soar  to  reach  immortal  joys. 


WELCOMED.  476 

Now  may  the  King  descend, 

And  fill  his  throne  of  grace; 
Thy  sceptre,  Lord,  extend, 
While  saints  address  thy  face: 
Let  sinners  feel  thy  quickening  word, 
And  learn  to  know  and  fear  the  Lord. 

Descend,  celestial  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers; 
Disclose  a  Saviour's  love, 

And  bless  these  sacred  hours: 
Then  shall  my  soul  new  life  obtain, 
Nor  Sabbaths  be  indulged  in  vain. 


The  Day  of  Rest.  L.  M. 


476 

1  A  NOTHER  six  days'  work  is  done ; 
-^*-  Another  Sabbath  is  begun  : 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  thy  God  has  bless'd. 

2  Come,  bless  the  Lord,  whose  love  assigns 
So  sweet  a  rest  to  wearied  minds; 
Provides  an  antepast  of  heaven, 

And  gives,  this  day,  the  food  of  seven. 

3  Oh  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise, 
As  grateful  incense,  to  the  skies ; 

And  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  repose, 
Which  none,  but  he  that  feels  it,  knows. 

4  This  heavenly  calm  within  the  breast 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest 
Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains — 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 


477,  478  THE  SABBATH. 

5  In  holy  duties  let  the  day — 
In  holy  pleasures  pass  away  ; 
How  sweet  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end  I 

477  The  Same.  C.  M. 

1  T1THEN  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose, 

» *   And  sighs  her  God  to  seek, 
How  sweet  to  hail  the  evening's  close 
That  ends  the  weary  week  ! 

2  How  sweet  to  hail  the  early  dawn 

That  opens  on  the  sight, 
When  first  the  soul-reviving  morn 
Beams  its  new  rays  of  light ! 

3  Sweet  day  ;  thy  hours  too  soon  will  cease ; 

Yet,  while  they  gently  roll, 
Breathe,  Holy  Spirit,  source  of  peace, 
A  Sabbath  o'er  my  soul. 

4  When  will  my  pilgrimage  be  done, 

The  world's  long  week  be  o'er, 
That  Sabbath  dawn  which  needs  no  sun, 
That  day  which  fades  no  more  I 

4t  /  O  Unfruit fulness  Lamented.  C.  M. 

1  T  ONG  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound 
•1^  Of  thy  salvation,  Lord; 

But  still  how  weak  my  faith  is  found, 
And  knowledge  of  thy  word ! 

2  Oft  I  frequent  thy  holy  place, 

And  hear  almost  in  vain  ; 


THE  SANCTUARY.  479 

How  small  a  portion  of  thy  grace 

My  memory  can  retain  ! 
t3  How  cold  and  feeble  is  my  love, 

How  negligent  my  fear, 
How  low  my  hope  of  joys  above, 

How  few  affections  there  ! 

4  Great  God  !  thy  sovereign  power  impart 

To  give  thy  word  success; 
Write  thy  salvation  in  my  heart, 
And  make  me  learn  thy  grace. 

5  Show  my  forgetful  feet  the  way 

That  leads  to  joys  on  high  ; 
There  knowledge  grows  without  decay, 
And  love  shall  never  die. 

479 

1  T  ORD,  how  delightful  'tis  to  see 
-^  A  whole  assembly  worship  thee ! 
At  once  they  sing — at  once  they  pray — 
They  hear  of  heaven,  and  learn  the  way. 

2  I  have  been  there,  and  still  would  go ; 
'Tis  like  a  heaven  enjoyed  below  : 
Not  all  that  careless  sinners  say, 
Shall  tempt  me  to  forget  this  day. 

3  Oh  write  upon  my  memory,  Lord, 
The  texts  and  doctrines  of  thy  word ; 
That  I  may  break  thy  laws  no  more, 
But  love  thee  better  than  before. 

4  With  thoughts  of  Christ,  and  things  divine, 
Fill  up  this  foolish  heart  of  mine  ; 


Public  Worship.  L.  M. 


Detention  from  the  Sanctuary.  C.  M. 


480,  481  THE  SABBATH. 

That,  finding  pardon  through  his  blood, 
I  may  lie  down  and  wake  with  God. 

480 

1  THOUSANDS,  0  Lord  of  hosts,  to-day 
■*•    Within  thy  temple  meet ; 

And  tens  of  thousands  throng  to  pay 
Their  homage  at  thy  feet. 

2  They  sing  thy  deeds,  as  I  have  sung, 

In  sweet  and  solemn  lays; 
Were  I  among  them,  my  glad  tongue 
Might  learn  new  themes  of  praise. 

3  The  dew  lies  thick  on  all  the  ground, 

Shall  my  poor  fleece  be  dry  1 
The  manna  rains  from  heaven  around, 
Shall  I  of  hunger  die? 

4  Behold  thy  prisoner,  loose  my  bands, 

If  'tis  thy  gracious  will ; 

If  not,  contented  in  thy  hands 

Behold  thy  prisoner  still. 

5  I  may  not  to  thy  courts  repair, 

Yet  here  thou  surely  art ; 
Oh  give  me  here  a  house  of  prayer, 
Here  Sabbath  joys  impart. 

4o  1  Sabbath  Evening.  6s. 

1  JpHE  light  of  Sabbath  eve 
■*-    Is  fading  fast  away  ; 
What  record  will  it  leave, 
To  crown  the  closing  day  ? 


EVENING.  482 

Is  it  a  Sabbath  spent, 

Of  fruitless  time  destroyed; 
Or  have  these  moments  lent, 

Been  sacredly  employed? 

2  How  dreadful  and  how  drear, 

In  yon  dark  world  of  pain, 
Will  Sabbaths  lost  appear, 

That  cannot  come  again. 
Then,  in  that  hopeless  place, 

The  wretched  soul  will  say, 
"I  had  those  hours  of  grace, 

But  cast  them  all  away." 

3  To  waste  these  Sabbath  hours 

Oh  may  we  never  dare ; 
Nor  taint  with  thoughts  of  ours 

These  sacred  days  of  prayer: 
But  may  our  Sabbaths  here 

Inspire  our  hearts  with  love  \ 
And  prove  a  foretaste  clear 

Of  that  sweet  rest  above. 

4oZ  The  Same.  CM. 

1  "CREQUENT  the  day  of  God  returns, 
*-    To  shed  its  quickening  beams; 
And  yet  how  slow  devotion  burns ; 

How  languid  are  its  flames ! 

2  Accept  our  faint  attempts  to  love, 

Our  frailties,  Lord,  forgive; 
We  would  be  like  thy  saints  above, 
And  praise  thee  while  we  live* 


483  THE  SABBATH. 

3  Increase,  O  Lord,  our  faith  and  hope, 

And  fit  us  to  ascend, 
Where  the  assembly  ne'er  breaks  up, 
The  Sabbath  ne'er  shall  end : 

4  Where  we  shall  breathe  in  heavenly  air, 

With  heavenly  lustre  shine; 
Before  the  throne  of  God  appear, 
And  feast  on  love  divine. 

5  Where  we,  in  high  seraphic  strains 

Shall  all  our  powers  employ; 
Delighted  range  th'  ethereal  plains, 
And  take  our  fill  of  joy. 

4o3  The  Eternal  Sabbath.  L.  M. 

1  HPHY  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love, 

■*•   But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above ; 
To  that  our  longing  souls  aspire 
With  cheerful  hope  and  strong  desire. 

2  No  more  fatigue — no  more  distress, 
Nor  sin,  nor  death  shall  reach  the  place ; 
No  groans  shall  mingle  with  the  songs 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

3  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes, 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose ; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

4  O  long  expected  day,  begin  ; 
Dawn  on  these  realms  of  wo  and  sin  : 
Fain  would  we  leave  this  weary  road, 
And  sleep  in  death,  to  rest  in  God. 


NEW  YEAR.  484,  485 


SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 

4S-4  Close  of  the  Year.  C.  M. 

1  A  WAKE,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes, 
-^-  And  raise  your  voices  high  ; 
Awake,  and  praise  that  sovereign  love 

That  shows  salvation  nigh. 

2  On  all  the  wings  of  time  it  flies; 

Each  moment  brings  it  near; 

Then  welcome  each  declining  day, 

Welcome  each  closing  year. 

3  Not  many  years  their  rounds  shall  run, 

Nor  many  mornings  rise, 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  revealed 
To  our  admiring  eyes. 

4  Ye  wheels  of  nature,  speed  your  course  ; 

Ye  mortal  powers,  decay  ; 
Fast  as  ye  bring  the  night  of  death, 
Ye  bring  eternal  day. 


485 


The  Ke7v  Year. 


r^OME,  let  us  anew, 

^  Our  journey  pursue, 

Roll  round  with  the  year, 
And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  appear: 

His  adorable  will 

Let  us  gladly  fulfill, 

And  our  talents  improve,        [love. 
By  the  patience  of  hope,  and  the  labor  of 


486  SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 

4  Our  life  is  a  dream; 
Our  time,  as  a  stream, 
Glides  swiftly  away, 

And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay : 

The  arrow  is  flown — 

The  moment  is  gone — 

The  millennial  Year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  Eternity's  here ! 

5  Oh  that  each,  in  the  day 
Of  his  coming,  may  say, 

"  I  have  fought  my  way  through ; 
I  have  finished  the  work  which  thou  gav'st 
me  to  do." 
Oh  that  each  from  his  Lord, 
May  receive  the  glad  word, 
"Well  and  faithfully  done! 
Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my 
throne." 

4rOO  The  Same.  C.  M. 

1  "JVTOW,  gracious  Lord,  thy  arm  reveal, 
-J-^   And  make  thy  glory  known  ; 
Now  let  us  all  thy  presence  feel, 

And  soften  hearts  of  stone. 

2  Help  us  to  venture  near  thy  throne, 

And  plead  a  Saviour's  name : 
For  all  that  we  can  call  our  own, 
Is  vanity  and  shame. 

3  From  all  the  guilt  of  former  sin 

May  mercy  set  us  free ; 


NEW  YEAR.  487 

And  let  the  year  we  now  begin, 
Begin  and  end  with  thee. 

4  Send  down  thy  Spirit  from  above, 

That  saints  may  love  thee  more, 
And  sinners  now  may  learn  to  love, 
Who  never  loved  before. 

5  And  when  before  thee  we  appear, 

In  our  eternal  home, 
May  growing  numbers  worship  here, 
And  praise  thee  in  our  room. 

4o7  The  Same.  L.  M. 

1  fi  RE  AT  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand, 
"  By  which  supported  still  we  stand : 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shows, 

Let  mercy  crown  it  till  it  close. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God  ; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own  ; 
The  future — all  to  us  unknown — 

We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depressed, 

Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest ; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Adored  through  all  our  changing  days. 

5  When  death  shall  interrupt  our  songs, 
And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 


488,  489      special  occasions. 

We'll  rise  to  sing  thy  praise  above, 
And  glory  in  thy  boundless  love. 

4oO  The  Same.  7s 

1  "ITTHILE,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 

*  *  Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 

Never  more  to  meet  us  here : 
Fixed  in  an  eternal  state, 

They  have  done  with  all  below ; 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 

But  how  little — none  can  know. 

2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find ; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 

Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind, — 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream ; 
Upward,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise, 

All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive ; 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew  ; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live 

With  eternity  in  view: 
Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old ; 

Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love ; 
And  when  life's  short  tale  is  told, 

May  we  dwell  with  thee  above. 

4oC7  Spared  another  Year.  H.M. 

1      rPHE  Lord  of  earth  and  sky, 
■*•  The  God  of  ages  praise : 


NEW  YEAR.  4S9 

Who  reigns  enthroned  on  high, 
Ancient  of  endless  days; 
Who  lengthens  out  our  trial  here, 
And  spares  us  yet  another  year. 

Barren  and  withered  trees, 

We  cumbered  long  the  ground  ; 
No  fruit  of  holiness 

On  our  dead  souls  was  found ; 
Yet,  doth  he  us  in  mercy  spare, 
Another  and  anotHr  year. 

When  justice  bared  the  sword, 

To  cut  the  fig-tree  down, 
The  pity  of  the  Lord 

Cried,  "Let  it  still  alone/' 
The  Father  mild  inclined  his  ear, 
And  spared  us  yet  another  year. 

Jesus,  thy  speaking  blood 

From  God  obtained  the  grace  ; 
Who  therefore  hath  bestowed 
On  us  a  longer  space  ; 
Thou  didst  in  our  behalf  appear, 
And  lo,  we  see  another  year. 

Then  dig  about  our  root, 

Break  up  our  fallow  ground, 
And  let  our  gracious  fruit 
To  thy  great  praise  abound  ; 
Oh  let  us  all  thy  praise  declare, 
And  fruit  unto  perfection  bear. 
2  a 


490,  491         SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 

4t/U       Dedication  of  a  Place  of  Worship.        H.  M 

1  rjREAT  King  of  Glory,  come, 
^-*  And  with  thy  favor  crown 
This  temple  as  thy  dome, 

This  people  as  thy  own : 
Beneath  this  roof  oh  deign  to  show 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below. 

2  Here  may  thy  ears  attend 

Our  interceding  cries, 
And  grateful  praise  ascend 

All-fragrant  to  the  skies : 
Here  may  thy  word  melodious  sound, 
And  spread  celestial  joys  around. 

3  Here  may  th'  attentive  throng 

Imbibe  thy  truth  and  love, 
And  converts  join  the  song 

Of  seraphim  above; 
And  willing  crowds  surround  thy  board, 
With  sacred  joy  and  sweet  accord. 

4  Here  may  our  unborn  sons 

And  daughters  sound  thy  praise, 
And  shine  like  polished  stones, 
Through  long  succeeding  days : 
Here,  Lord,  display  thy  saving  power, 
While  temples  stand,  and  men  adore. 

49  1  The  Same.  L.  M. 

1    A  ND  will  the  great,  eternal  God 
-£*■  On  earth  establish  his  abode  1 


DEDICATION.  492 

And  will  he,  from  his  radiant  throne, 
Avow   our  temple  for  his  own  1 

2  These  walls  we  to  thy  honor  raise, 
Long  may  they  echo  to  thy  praise ; 
And  thou,  descending  fill  the  place 
With  choicest  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

3  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign, 
With  all  the  glories  of  his  train ; 
While  power  divine  his  word  attends, 
To  conquer  foes,  and  cheer  his  friends. 

4  And  in  the  great,  decisive  day, 
When  God  the  nations  shall  survey, 
May  it  before  the  world  appear, 
That  crowds  were  born  to  glory  here. 

49^  The  Same.  L.  M.  6 1. 

1  T7NTHRONED  in  light,  eternal  God, 
-^  The  highest  heaven  is  thy  abode ; 
Yet  thou  with  us  wilt  deign  to  dwell ; 
Thou  lov'st  the  gates  of  Zion  well. 

On  Salem's  peaceful  hill  we  raise 
A  sacred  temple  to  thy  praise. 

2  Here  let  the  pilgrim  find  the  road 
That  leads  the  wandering  soul  to  God  ; 
Here  sorrow  lift  her  tearful  eye, 
Allured  to  brighter  scenes  on  high ; 
The  weary  spirit  find  repose, 

And  at  the  cross  forget  her  woes. 

3  Our  God,  our  fathers'  God,  we  raise 
This  sacred  temple  to  thy  praise ; 


493  SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 

Here,  safe  beneath  thy  sheltering  wing, 
Shall  contrite  souls  their  offerings  bring, 
Till  called  to  soar  and  join  the  song 
Which  swells  amid  the  heavenly  throng. 

4t7  O  Bethesda.  6.  5. 

1  pOME  to  Bethesda's  pool, 
^  All  ye  who  need  it ; 
Let  not  its  waters  cool 

Mantle  unheeded : 
Here  bring  each  grief  and  pain  ; 
Here  bring  each  sinful  stain  ; 
Here  wash  the  vilest  clean — 

Come  all  who  need  it. 

2  Is  there  one  impotent 

On  its  brink  lying1? 
Is  there  one  penitent, 

Bitterly  sighing? — 
Courage,  thou  helpless  one ; 
Cheer  up,  thou  sorrowing; 
Here  God's  eternal  Son 

Raiseth  the  dying. 

3  Now,  holy  Messenger, 

Over  us  bending, 
Come,  every  bosom  stir, 

Kindly  descending; 
While  in  this  temple  we 
Offer  our  praise  to  thee, 
Here  let  thy  presence  be 

Aiding,  defending. 


ORDINATION  AND  INSTALLATION.   494,  495 
494  The  Pastor  Welcomed.  L.  M. 

1  T\7"E  bid  thee  welcome  in  the  name 

**    Of  Jesus,  our  exalted  Head ; 
Come  as  a  servant ;  so  he  came  ; 
And  we  receive  thee  in  his  stead. 

2  Come  as  a  shepherd ;  guard  and  keep 
This  fold  from  hell,  and  earth,  and  sin ; 
Nourish  the  lambs,  and  feed  the  sheep, 
The  wounded  heal,  the  lost  bring  in. 

3  Come  as  an  angel,  hence  to  guide 
A  band  of  pilgrims  on  their  way ; 
That,  safely  walking  at  thy  side, 
We  fail  not,  faint  not,  turn  nor  stray. 

4  Come  as  a  teacher  sent  from  God, 
Charged  his  whole  counsel  to  declare : 
Lift  o'er  our  ranks  the  prophet's  rod, 
While  we  uphold  thy  hands  with  prayer. 

5  Come  as  a  messenger  of  peace, 
Filled  with  the  Spirit,  fired  with  love : 
Live  to  behold  our  large  increase, 
And  die  to  meet  us  all  above. 

4i70  Prayer  for  the  Pastor.  L.  M. 

1  Ty'ITH  heavenly  power,  O  Lord,  defend 

v  *  Him  whom  we  now  to  thee  commend ; 
His  person  bless,  his  soul  secure, 
And  make  him  to  the  end  endure. 

2  Gird  him  with  all-sufficient  grace ; 
Direct  his  feet  in  paths  of  peace ; 


496 


SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 


Thy  truth  and  faithfulness  fulfill, 
And  help  him  to  obey  thy  will. 

3  Before  him  thy  protection  send ; 
Oh  love  him,  save  him  to  the  end; 
Nor  let  him,  as  thy  pilgrim,  rove 
Without  the  convoy  of  thy  love. 

4  Enlarge,  inflame,  and  fill  his  heart ; 
In  him  thy  mighty  power  exert ; 
That  thousands  yet  unborn  may  praise 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace. 


496 


Watchfulness.— Luke  xii.  37.  S.  M. 


1  "VTE  servants  of  the  Lord, 

■*;   Each  in  his  office  wait: 
Observant  of  his  heavenly  word, 
And  watchful  at  his  gate. 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 

And  trim  the  golden  flame : 
Gird  up  your  loins  as  in  his  sight, 
For  awful  is  his  name. 

3  Watch — 'tis  your  Lord's  command ; 

And  while  we  speak,  he's  near ; 
Mark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  Oh  happy  servant  he 

In  such  a  posture  found ! 
He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see, 
And  be  with  honor  crowned. 


ORDINATION  AND   INSTALLATION.     497,   493 


The  Same— Heb.  xiii.  17. 


497 

1  T  ET  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake, 
-^  And  take  the  alarm  they  give: 
Now  let  them  from  the  mouth  of  God 

Their  solemn  charge  receive. 

2  'Tis  not  a  cause  of  small  import 

The  pastor's  care  demands  ; 
But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart, 
And  filled  a  Saviour's  hands. 

3  They  watch  for  souls,  for  which  the  Lord 

Did  heavenly  bliss  forego; 
For  souls  which  must  for  ever  live 
In  raptures,  or  in  wo. 

4  May  they  that  Jesus,  whom  they  preach, 

Their  own  Redeemer  see  ; 
Lord,  watcli  thou  daily  o'er  their  souls, 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 

4«70  Preachers  Sent  Forth.  S.  M. 

1  \7"E  messengers  of  Christ, 

JL    His  sovereign  voice  obey  : 
Arise,  and  follow  where  he  leads, 
And  peace  attend  your  way. 

2  The  Master  whom  you  serve, 

Will  needful  strength  bestow  ; 
Depending  on  his  promised  aid, 
With  sacred  courage  go. 

3  Go,  spread  a  Saviour's  fame, 

And  tell  his  matchless  grace  ; 


499 


SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 


Redemption  by  his  blood  proclaim 
To  Adam's  guilty  race. 
4  Mountains  shall  sink  to  plains, 
And  hell  in  vain  oppose : 
The  cause  is  God's,  and  must  prevail, 
In  spite  of  all  his  foes. 

4t/y     Bearers  of  Glad  Tidings.- Isa.  )ii.  7.      S.  M. 

1  TTOW  beauteous  are  their  feet, 
■*"*-  Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ; 
Who  bring"  salvation  on  their  tongues, 

And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 

How  sweet  the  tidings  are  ! 
"  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour — King, 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here.'* 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found ! 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 

That  see  this  heavenly  light ! 
Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 
Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 
And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm, 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad ; 


the  lord's  supper.  500 

Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 


500 


"  This  do  in  Remembrance  of  Me."       C.  M. 


1  A  CCORDING  to  thy  gracious  word, 
*-*•  In  meek  humility, 

This  will  I  do,  my  dying  Lord, 
I  will  remember  thee. 

2  Thy  body,  broken  for  my  sake, 

My  bread  from  heaven  shall  be ; 
Thy  testamental  cup  I  take, 
And  thus  remember  thee. 

3  Gethsemane  can  I  forget? 

Or  there  thy  conflict  see, 

Thy  agony  and  bloody  sweat, 

And  not  remember  thee? 

4  When  to  the  cross  I  turn  my  eyes, 

And  rest  on  Calvary, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  my  sacrifice, 
I  must  remember  thee — 

5  Remember  thee  and  all  thy  pains, 

And  all  thy  love  to  me ; 
Yea,  while  a  breath,  a  pulse  remains, 
Will  I  remember  thee. 

6  And  when  these  failing  lips  grow  dumb, 

And  mind  and  memory  flee, 
When  thou  shalt  in  thy  kingdom  come, 
Jesus,  remember  me. 


501,  502  SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 


The  Table  of  the  Lord.— Luke  xiv.  23.     C.  M. 


501 

1  TTOW  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place 
■*-*■  With  Christ  within  the  doors, 
While  everlasting1  love  displays 

The  choicest  of  her  stores. 

2  While  all  our  hearts,  in  praise  and  song, 

Join  to  admire  the  feast, 
Each  of  us  cries,  with  thankful  tongue, 
"  Lord,  why  was  I  a  guest1?" 

3  "  Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 

And  enter  while  there's  room — 
When  thousands  make  a  wretched  choice, 
And  rather  starve  than  come  1" 

4  'Twas  the  same  love  that  spread  the  feast, 

That  sweetly  forced  us  in  ; 
Else  we  had  still  refused  to  taste, 
And  perished  in  our  sin. 

5  Pity  the  nations,  O  our  God, 

Constrain  the  earth  to  come ; 
Send  thy  victorious  word  abroad, 
And  bring  the  strangers  home. 

6  We  long  to  see  thy  churches  full, 

That  all  the  chosen  race 
May  with  one  voice,  and  heart,  and  soul, 
Sing  thy  redeeming  grace. 


Christ  Crucified.  L.  M. 


502 

1  TyHEN,  on  the  cross,  my  Lord  I  see, 
v*   Bleeding  to  death  for  wretched  me, 


the  lord's  supper.  503 

Satan  and  sin  no  more  can  move, 
For  I  am  all  transformed  to  love. 

2  Come,  sinners,  view  the  Lamb  of  God, 
Wounded,  and  dead,  and  bathed  in  blood  ! 
Behold  his  side,  and  venture  near; 

The  well  of  endless  life  is  here. 

3  Here  I  forget  my  cares  and  pains ; 

I  drink,  yet  still  my  thirst  remains ; 
Only  the  fountain-head  above 
Can  satisfy  the  thirst  of  love. 

4  Oh  that  I  thus  could  always  feel ! 
Lord,  more  and  more  thy  love  reveal ; 
Then  my  glad  tongue  shall  loud  proclaim 
The  grace  and  glory  of  thy  name. 

OVJO       The  Memorials  of  our  Absent  Lord.      L.  M; 

1  TESUS  is  gone  above  the  skies, 

**  Where  our  weak  senses  reach  him  not; 
And  carnal  objects  court  our  eyes, 
To  thrust  our  Saviour  from  our  thought. 

2  He  knows  what  wandering  hearts  we  have, 

Apt  to  forget  his  lovely  face ; 
And,  to  refresh  our  minds,  he  gave 
These  kind  memorials  of  his  grace. 

3  Let  sinful  sweets  be  all  forgot, 

And  earth  grow  less  in  our  esteem  ; 

Christ  and  his  love  fill  every  thought, 

And  faith  and  hope  be  fixed  on  him. 

4  Whilst  he  is  absent  from  our  sight, 

'Tis  to  prepare  our  souls  a  place, 


Redeeming  Grace.  C.  M. 


504,  505        SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 

That  we  may  dwell  in  heavenly  light, 
And  live  for  ever  near  his  face. 

504 

1  T  ORD,  at  thy  table  we  behold 
-"  The  wonders  of  thy  grace ; 
But  most  of  all  admire  that  we 

Should  find  a  welcome  place — 

2  We,  who  are  all  defiled  with  sin, 

And  rebels  to  our  God ; 
We,  who  have  crucified  thy  Son, 
And  trampled  on  his  blood ! 

3  What  strange,  surprising  grace  is  this, 

That  we,  so  lost,  have  room ! 
Jesus  our  weary  souls  invites, 
And  freely  bids  us  come. 

4  Ye  saints  below,  and  hosts  of  heaven, 

Join  all  your  sacred  powers: 
No  theme  is  like  redeeming  love ; 
No  Saviour  is  like  ours. 

QUO  The  Jtmaxing  Love  of  Christ.  L.  M. 

1  i^OME,  let  me  love,  or  is  my  mind 
^  Hardened  to  stone,  or  froze  to  ice  1 
I  see  the  blessed  Fair  One  bend, 

And  stoop  t'  embrace  me  from  the  skies ! 

2  Oh,  'tis  a  thought  would  melt  a  rock, 

And  make  a  heart  of  iron  move, 
That  those  sweet  lips,  that  heavenly  look, 
Should  seek  and  wish  a  mortal  love ! 


BAPTISM.  506 

3  I  was  a  traitor  doomed  to  fire, 

Bound  to  sustain  eternal  pains ; 
He  flew  on  wings  of  strong  desire, 
Assumed  my  guilt  and  took  my  chains. 

4  Infinite  grace  !  almighty  charms  ! 

Stand  in  amaze,  ye  rolling  skies ! 
Jesus,  the  God,  extends  his  arms, 
Hangs  on  the  cross  of  love,  and  dies. 

5  Did  pity  ever  stoop  so  low, 

Dressed  in  divinity  and  blood ! 
Was  ever  rebel  courted  so, 
In  groans  of  an  expiring  God? 

6  Sure  I  must  love  ;  or  are  my  ears 

Still  deaf,  nor  will  my  passions  move  1 
Lord,  melt  this  stubborn  heart  to  tears ; 
This  heart  shall  yield  to  death  or  love. 

506 


i 


Surfer  Little  Children,  &c— Mark  x.  14.  C.  M. 

^EE  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand, 
^  With  ail-engaging  charms; 
Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms. 

"  Permit  them  to  approach."  he  cries, 

"  Nor  scorn  their  humble  name ; 
For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these, 

The  Lord  of  angels  came." 
We  bring  them,  Lord,  in  thankful  hands, 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee ; 
Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 

Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 


507,  508         SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 

4  If  orphans  they  are  left  behind, 
Thy  guardian  care  we  trust ; 
That  care  shall  heal  our  bleeding  hearts, 
If  weeping  o'er  their  dust. 

OU  I  The  Promise  to  Abraham.  C.  M. 

1  TJOW  large  the  promise,  how  divine, 
■*■  -*-  To  Abra'm  and  his  seed ! 

"I'll  be  a  God  to  thee  and  thine, 
Supplying  all  their  need." 

2  The  words  of  his  extensive  love 

From  age  to  age  endure ; 
The  angel  of  the  covenant  proves, 
And  seals  the  blessings  sure. 

3  Jesus  the  ancient  faith  confirms, 

To  our  great  fathers  given ; 
He  takes  young  children  to  his  arms, 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  heaven. 

4  Our  God,  how  faithful  are  his  ways  ! 

His  love  endures  the  same; 
Nor  from  the  promise  of  his  grace 
Blots  out  the  children's  name. 


Kindness  of  the  Saviour.  L.  M. 


508 

1  TT7ITH  thankful  hearts  our  songs  we 
*^  raise, 

To  celebrate  the  Saviour's  praise ; 
Yet  who  but  saints  in  heaven  above, 
Can  tell  the  riches  of  his  love? 


BAPTISM.  509,  510 

His  love,  with  gentle  accents,  sheds 
A  blessing  on  our  infants'  heads; 
Bids  us  for  infants  seek  his  face, 
And  ask  for  them  renewing  grace. 
He,  the  good  Shepherd,  kindly  leads 
The  wand'rer,  and  the  hungry  feeds ; 
Deigns  in  his  arms  the  lambs  to  bear, 
And  makes  them  his  peculiar  care. 
Jesus,  to  thy  protecting  wing 
Our  helpless  little  ones  we  bring ; 
Oh  grant  them  grace  and  strength  that  they 
May  find  and  keep  the  heavenward  way. 


Blessings  Implored.  C.  M. 


509 

1  r~)UR  children,  Lord,  in  faith  and  prayer, 
"  We  now  devote  to  thee ; 

Let  them  thy  covenant  mercies  share, 
And  thy  salvation  see. 

2  In  early  days  their  hearts  secure 

From  worldly  snares,  we  pray ; 
And  let  them  to  the  end  endure 
In  every  righteous  way. 

3  Grant  us  before  them,  Lord,  to  live 

In  holy  faith  and  fear ; 
And  then  to  heaven  our  souls  remove, 
And  bring  our  children  there. 

0  1  0  Public  Fast.  C.  M. 

1  ^EE,  gracious  God,  before  thy  throne, 
^  Thy  mourning  people  bend ; 


511  SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 

'Tis  on  thy  sovereign  grace  alone, 
Our  humble  hopes  depend. 

2  Tremendous  judgements  from  thy  hand, 

Thy  dreadful  power  display ; 
Yet  mercy  spares  this  guilty  land, 
And  still  we  live  to  pray. 

3  What  numerous  crimes  increasing  rise, 

Through  this  apostate  land  ! 

What  land  so  favored  of  the  skies, 

Yet  thoughtless  of  thy  hand) 

4  How  changed,  alas,  are  truths  divine, 

For  error,  guilt  and  shame! 
What  impious  numbers,  bold  in  sin, 
Disgrace  the  Christian  name  ! 

5  Oh,  turn  us,  turn  us,  mighty  Lord, 

By  thy  resistless  grace : 
Then  shall  our  hearts  obey  thy  word, 
And  humbly  seek  thy  face. 

Oil  Prayer  for  Rain.  C  M. 

1  TVTOW  may  the  Lord  of  earth  and  skies 
-*-^  Regard  us  when  we  call ; 

'Tis  he  who  bids  the  vapors  rise, 
And  showers  abundant  fall. 

2  On  thee,  our  God,  we  all  depend 

For  life,  and  health,  and  food ; 
Oh  make  refreshing  showers  descend, 
And  crown  the  year  with  good. 

3  Let  grace  come  down,  like  copious  rain, 

On  Zion's  drooping  field ; 


MISCELLANEOUS.  512,  513 

So  shall  our  souls  revive  again, 

And  fruit  abundant  yield. 
4  Then  smiling1  nature  shall  express 

Her  mighty  Maker's  praise  ; 
And  we,  the  children  of  thy  grace, 

Join  her  harmonious  lays. 

0  1  *2/  Tract  Distribution.  8.  7.  4. 

1  T  ORD  of  glory,  who  didst  honor 
■"  David's  humble  sling  and  stone, 
Ancient  Israel  to  deliver — 

Now  as  weak  an  effort  own ; 

Bless  the  labor 
Which  our  feeble  hands  have  done. 

2  'Tis  the  gospel  seed  we're  sowing 

On  the  good  and  fallow  ground ; 
Bearing,  weeping,  without  knowing 
Which  shall  fail  and  which  abound : 

Holy  Spirit, 
Let  it  verdant  spring  around. 

3  When  the  harvest-time  is  ended, 

When  the  Master  counts  our  sheaves, 
Oh  let  those  by  us  attended, 
Be  as  numerous  as  the  leaves, 

Which  we  scatter, 
And  a  dying  world  receives. 


513 


Providential  Deliverance.  C.  M. 


1   JUST  snatched  from  danger  and  from 
J  My  thankful  voice  I  raise ;  [death, 

2b 


514  SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 

And  fain  emit  my  feeble  breath 
In  grateful  hymns  of  praise. 

2  As  on  destruction's  brink  aghast 

I  stood  with  panting  breath, 
And  thought  that  moment  was  my  last, 
And  looked  for  instant  death  ; 

3  Just  in  the  moment  of  despair 

I  raised  my  fainting  cry ; 
My  Saviour  heard  the  broken  prayer, 
His  hand  unseen  was  nigh. 

4  Oh,  blessings  on  his  name,  and  praise, 

Who  saved  me  from  above ; 
Be  my  spared  life  and  rescued  days 
Devoted  to  his  love. 

014  Temperance  Hymn.  S.  M. 

1  TV/TOURN  for  the  thousands  slain, 
■»■*■*■  The  youthful  and  the  strong ; 
Mourn  for  the  wine-cup's  fatal  reign, 

And  the  deluded  throng. 

2  Mourn  for  the  tarnished  gem, — 

For  Reason's  light  divine, 
Quenched  from  the  soul's  bright  diadem, 
Where  God  had  bid  it  shine. 

3  Mourn  for  the  ruined  soul — 

Eternal  life  and  light 
Lost  by  the  fiery,  maddening  bowl, 
And  turned  to  hopeless  night. 

4  Mourn  for  the  lost — but  call, 

Call  to  the  strong,  the  free ; 


MISCELLANEOUS.  515 

Rouse  them  to  shun  that  dreadful  fall, 
And  to  the  refuge  flee. 

5  Mourn  for  the  lost — but  pray, 
Pray  to  our  God  above, 
To  break  the  fell  destroyer's  sway, 
And  show  his  saving1  love. 

010  The  Maternal  Prayer'tneeting.  C.  M. 

1  W/'E  gather  at  the  mercy-seat, 

"   Oppressed  with  anxious  care, 

And  at  our  great  Redeemer's  feet, 

We  pour  the  mother's  prayer. 

2  A  feeble  band,  to  him  we  fly, 

And  in  our  weakness  dare 
Address  him  in  the  mother's  sigh, 
And  in  the  mother's  prayer. 

3  In  the  rich  blessings  of  his  love 

He  calls  the  child  to  share ; 
And  he  will  listen  from  above, 
And  hear  the  mother's  prayer. 

4  Now  on  our  burdened  hearts,  O  Lord, 

Our  children  we  would  bear; 
Fulfill  the  promise  of  thy  word, 
And  grant  the  mother's  prayer. 

5  "  Save,  Lord,"  we  will  not  cease  to  cry, 

Nor  of  thy  grace  despair ; 
For  thou  wilt  not  the  gift  deny, 
Nor  spurn  the  mother's  prayer. 


516,517        SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 

010  Marriage.  c.  M. 

1  ^INCE  Jesus  freely  did  appear 
^  To  grace  a  marriage  feast, 

O  Lord,  we  ask  thy  presence  here, 
To  make  a  wedding  guest. 

2  Upon  the  bridal  pair  look  down, 

Who  now  have  plighted  hands ; 
Their  union  with  thy  favor  crown, 
And  bless  the  nuptial  bands. 

3  With  gifts  of  grace  their  hearts  endow, 

Of  all  rich  dowries  best ; 
Their  substance  bless,  and  peace  bestow, 
To  sweeten  all  the  rest. 

4  In  purest  love  their  souls  unite, 

That  they,  with  Christian  care, 
May  make  domestic  burdens  light, 
By  taking  mutual  share. 

5  On  every  soul  assembled  here, 

Oh  make  thy  face  to  shine ; 
Thy  goodness  more  our  hearts  can  cheer, 
Than  richest  food  or  wine. 

Oil  The  Sailor's  Friend.  C.  M. 

1  r\F  old  did  Jesus  condescend 
^  To  calm  the  raging  sea? 

Yes,  he  was  then  the  Sailor's  Friend, 
And  such  he  still  would  be. 

2  Not  to  sustain  our  mortal  breath 

We  raise  the  earnest  cry ; 


AT  SEA.  518 

Lord,  save  our  precious  souls  from  death, 
And  make  us  fit  to  die. 

3  Then  blow,  ye  winds,  ye  surges  roar ; 

'Twill  not  our  souls  appal ; 
Though  waves  and  billows  pass  us  o'er, 
And  deep  to  deep  should  call. 

4  But  oh,  without  that  blessed  hope, 

Without  a  Saviour  near, 
What  desperate  courage  bears  us  up; 
What  madness  not  to  fear ! 

5  Jesus,  on  thee  our  hopes  we  cast, 

No  more  thy  wrath  defy ; 
Thou  art  the  anchor  sure  and  fast ; 
On  thee  our  souls  rely. 

6  Soon  shall  the  sea  give  up  its  dead ; 

And  should  our  graves  be  there, 
With  joy  we'll  quit  our  watery  bed, 
To  meet  thee  in  the  air. 

0  1 0  A  Propitious  Gale  Desired.  L.  M. 

1  AT  anchor  laid,  remote  from  home, 
•£*-  Toiling,  I  cry,  "  Sweet  Spirit,  come ; 
Celestial  breeze,  no  longer  stay, 

But  swell  my  sails,  and  speed  my  way. 

2  "Fain  would  I  mount,  fain  would  I  glow* 
And  loose  my  cable  from  below ; 

But  I  can  only  spread  my  sail —     [gale." 
Thou,  thou  must  breathe  the  auspicious 


519,520  SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 

0  1 17   The  Aged  Christian's  Prayer.— Ps.  lxxi.  9. 

1  f!J.OD  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth, 
"  The  guide  of  all  my  days, 

I  have  declared  thy  heavenly  truth, 
And  told  thy  wondrous  ways. 

2  Wilt  thou  forsake  my  hoary  hairs, 

And  leave  my  fainting  heart  1 
Who  shall  sustain  my  sinking  years, 
If  God,  my  strength,  depart1? 

3  Let  me  thy  power  and  truth  proclaim 

To  the  surviving  age, 
And  leave  the  savor  of  thy  name, 
When  I  shall  quit  the  stage. 

4  The  land  of  silence  and  of  death 

Attends  my  next  remove ; 
Oh  may  these  poor  remains  of  breath 
Teach  the  wide  world  thy  love. 

t)2>0  Spring.  C  M 

1  npHE  icy  chains  that  bound  the  earth 
■*•  Are  now  dissolved  and  gone ; 

Waked  by  the  sun,  the  blooming  spring 
Puts  her  new  livery  on. 

2  My  soul,  in  every  scene  admire 

The  wisdom  and  the  power ; 
Behold  thy  God  in  every  plant, 
In  every  opening  flower. 

3  Yet  in  his  word  the  God  of  grace 

More  clearly  writes  his  name ; 


THE  SEASONS.  521,  522 

The  wonders  of  redeeming  love 
My  noblest  song  shall  claim. 
4  With  warmest  beams,  thou  God  of  grace, 
Shine  on  this  heart  of  mine, 

Turn  thou  my  winter  into  spring, 
And  be  the  glory  thine. 

0^1  The  Harvest.  L.  M. 

1  /^IREAT  God,  as  seasons  disappear, 
"  And  changes  mark  the  rolling  year, 
Thy  favor  still  has  crowned  our  days, 
And  we  would  celebrate  thy  praise. 

2  The  harvest-song  would  we  repeat ; 
Thou  givest  us  the  finest  wheat: 
The  joys  of  harvest  we  have  known ; 
The  praise,  O  Lord,  is  all  thy  own. 

3  Another  harvest  comes  apace  ; 
Prepare  our  spirits  by  thy  grace, 
That  we  may  calmly  meet  the  blow 
The  sickle  gives  to  lay  us  low. 

4  That  when  the  angel-reapers  come, 
To  gather  sheaves  to  thy  bless'd  home, 
Our  spirits  may  be  borne  on  high, 

To  thy  safe  garner  in  the  sky. 

0!^!^  Autumn.— Is*,  lxiv.  6.  8.  7. 

1  QEE  the  leaves  around  us  falling, 
^  Dry  and  withered,  to  the  ground ; 
Thus  to  thoughtless  mortals  calling, 
In  a  sad  and  solemn  sound. 


523  SPECIAL  OCCASIONS. 

2  "  Ye  on  length  of  days  presuming, 

Think  how  soon  our  course  has  fled ; 
We  were  lately  fresh  and  blooming, 
Now  are  withered,  dry,  and  dead. 

3  "  Cease  presumptuous  hopes  to  cherish, 

Prize  the  seasons  as  they  fly  ; 
Like  the  leaves  you  rise  and  flourish, 
Like  the  leaves  must  droop  and  die. 

4  "  But  to  those  in  Jesus  planted 

By  a  true  and  living  faith, 
Shall  unfading  spring  be  granted, 
And  a  triumph  over  death." 

tJ/£/tJ  National  Thanksgiving.  L.  M. 

1  "DRAISE  to  the  Lord,  who  bows  his  ear 
■*■    Propitious  to  his  people's  prayer; 
And,  though  deliverance  long  delay, 

Answers  in  his  well-chosen  day. 

2  Lord,  may  thy  goodness  cause  our  land, 

Preserved  by  thy  almighty  hand, 
The  tribute  of  its  love  to  bring 

To  thee,  our  Saviour  and  our  King. 

3  So  shall  each  public  temple  raise 

A  song  of  triumph  to  thy  praise; 
And  every  peaceful  private  home 
To  thee  a  temple  shall  become. 

4  Still  be  it  our  supreme  delight 

To  walk  as  in  thy  awful  sight; 
And  in  thy  precepts  and  thy  fear, 
Till  life's  last  hour,  to  persevere. 


EARLY  PIETY.  524,  525 

D'Z-±  Drought.  C.  If. 

1  T^HE  sun,  that  minister  of  love, 
■*■    Who  from  the  naked  ground 

Calls  forth  the  hidden  scenes  to  birth, 
And  spreads  their  beauties  round ; 

2  At  the  dread  order  of  his  God, 

Now  darts  destructive  fires; 
Hills,  plains,  and  vales,  are  parched  with 
And  blooming  life  expires.       [drought, 

3  Like  burnished  brass,  the  heaven  around 

In  angry  terror  burns, 
While  the  earth  lies  a  joyless  waste, 
And  into  iron  turns. 

4  Oh  pity,  Lord,  our  deep  distress, 

Nor  with  our  land  contend; 
Bid  the  avenging  skies  relent, 
And  showers  of  mercy  send. 


CHILDHOOD  AND  YOUTH. 

O^Q   Invitation  to  the  Young.— Prov.  viii.  17.  C.  M. 

1  YTE  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 

JL    In  smiling  crowds  draw  near, 
And  turn  from  every  mortal  charm, 
A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 

2  He,  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 

Stoops  to  converse  with  you ; 


526  CHILDHOOD  AND  YOUTH. 

And  lays  his  radiant  glories  by, 
Your  friendship  to  pursue. 

3  "  The  soul  that  longs  to  see  my  face, 

Is  sure  my  love  to  gain ; 
And  those  that  early  seek  my  grace, 
Shall  never  seek  in  vain." 

4  What  object,  Lord,  my  soul  should  move 

If  once  compared  with  thee? 
What  beauty  should  command  my  love, 
Like  what  in  Christ  I  see  1 

5  Away — ye  false,  delusive  toys, 

Vain  tempters  of  the  mind  ! 
'Tis  here  I  fix  my  lasting  choice, 
And  here  true  bliss  I  find. 


Blessedness  of  Early  Piety.  C.  M. 


526 

1  TTAPPY  the  child  whose  early  years 
"■  Receive  instruction  well; 

Who  hates  the  sinner's  path,  and  fears 
The  road  that  leads  to  hell. 

2  When  we  devote  our  youth  to  God, 

'Tis  pleasing  in  his  eyes; 
A  flower,  when  offered  in  the  bud, 
Is  no  vain  sacrifice. 

3  'Twill  save  us  from  a  thousand  snares 

To  mind  religion  young: 
Grace  will  preserve  our  following  years, 
And  make  our  virtues  strong. 

4  To  thee,  Almighty  God,  to  thee 

Our  childhood  we  resign ; 


EARLY  PIETY.  527 

'Twill  please  us  to  look  back,  and  see 
That  our  whole  lives  were  thine. 

5  Let  the  sweet  work  of  prayer  and  praise 
Employ  our  youngest  breath : 
Thus  we're  prepared  for  longer  days, 
Or  fit  for  early  death. 

D  Z>  i  Jesus  the  Child's  Pattern.  8.  7. 

1  TESUS  Christ,  my  Lord  and  Saviour, 
•^    Once  became  a  child  like  me; 

Oh  that  in  my  whole  behaviour 
He  my  pattern  still  might  be. 

2  All  my  nature  is  unholy, 

Pride  and  passion  dwell  within  ; 
But  the  Lord  was  meek  and  lowly, 
And  was  never  known  to  sin. 

3  Lord,  assist  a  feeble  creature, 

Guide  me  by  thy  word  of  truth ; 
Condescend  to  be  my  teacher, 
Through  my  childhood  and  my  youth. 

4  Often  shall  I  be  forgetful 

Of  the  lessons  thou  hast  taught, 
Idle,  passionate,  and  fretful, 
Or  indulging  foolish  thought. 

5  Then  permit  me  not  to  harden 

In  my  sin,  and  be  content ; 
But  bestow  a  gracious  pardon, 
And  assist  me  to  repent. 


528,  529    CHILDHOOD  AND  YOUTH. 


The  Same.  C.  M. 


528 

1  ~DY  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill, 
-*-*  How  sweet  the  lily  grows ; 

How  sweet  the  breath,  beneath  the  hill, 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose. 

2  And  such  the  child,  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod ; 
Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 

3  O  thou  whose  infancy  was  found 

With  heavenly  rays  to  shine, 
Whose    years    with    changeless    virtue 
Were  all  alike  divine;  [crowned, 

4  Dependent  on  thy  bounteous  breath, 

We  seek  thy  grace  alone, 
In  childhood,  manhood,  and  in  death, 
To  keep  us  still  thy  own. 

u£\j        The  Power  and  Greatness  of  God.       C.  M. 

1  TTOW  glorious  is  our  heavenly  King, 
■"*  Who  reigns  above  the  sky ! 
How  shall  a  child  presume  to  sing 

His  dreadful  majesty  1 

2  How  great  his  power  is,  none  can  tell, 

Nor- think  how  large  his  grace; 
Not  men  below,  nor  saints  that  dwell 
On  high  before  his  face. 

3  Not  angels  that  stand  round  the  Lord 

Can  search  his  secret  will ; 


PRAISE.  530 

But  they  perform  his  holy  word, 
And  sing  his  praises  still. 

4  Then  let  me  join  this  heavenly  train, 

And  my  first  offerings  bring; 
Th'  eternal  God  will  not  disdain 
To  hear  an  infant  sing. 

5  My  heart  resolves,  my  tongue  obeys, 

And  angels  shall  rejoice, 
To  hear  their  mighty  Maker's  praise 
Sound  from  a  feeble  voice. 

OOU  The  Hosannas  of  Children.  7.  6. 

1  T\7"HEN,  his  salvation  bringing, 

*  *   To  Zion  Jesus  came, 
The  children  all  stood  singing 

Hosanna  to  his  name. 
Nor  did  their  zeal  offend  him  ; 

But  as  he  rode  along, 
He  let  them  still  attend  him, 

And  smiled  to  hear  their  song. 

2  And  since  the  Lord  retaineth 

His  love  for  children  still ; 
Though  now  as  King  he  reigneth 

On  Zion's  heavenly  hill, 
We'll  flock  around  his  banner, 

Who  sits  upon  the  throne ; 
And  cry  aloud,  "  Hosanna 

To  David's  royal  Son." 

3  For,  should  we  fail  proclaiming 

Our  great  Redeemer's  praise, 


531,  532      CHILDHOOD  AND  YOUTH. 

The  stones,  our  silence  shaming, 

Might  well  hosannas  raise. 
But  shall  we  only  render 

The  tribute  of  our  words  1 
No,  while  our  hearts  are  tender, 

They  too  shall  be  the  Lord's. 

Do  1  "  Thou  God  seest  me."  C.  M. 

1  A  LMIGHTY  God,  thy  piercing  eye 
■**■  Strikes  through  the  shades  of  night, 
And  our  most  secret  actions  lie 

All  open  to  thy  sight. 

2  There's  not  a  sin  that  we  commit, 

Nor  wicked  word  we  say, 
But  in  thy  dreadful  book  'tis  writ, 
Against  the  judgment  day. 

3  Lord,  at  thy  feet  ashamed  I  lie, 

Upward  I  dare  not  look ; 
Pardon  my  sins,  or  else  I  die — 
Oh  blot  them  from  thy  book. 

4  Remember  all  the  dying  pains 

That  my  Redeemer  felt, 
And  let  his  blood  wash  out  my  stains, 
And  answer  for  my  guilt. 

5  Oh  may  I  now  for  ever  fear 

T'  indulge  a  sinful  thought; 
Since  the  great  God  can  see,  and  hear, 
And  writes  down  every  fault. 

Qo2/  Prayer  of  a  Child.  8s. 

1  f\  JESUS,  delight  of  my  soul, 
^  My  Saviour,  my  Shepherd  divine ; 


PRAISE.  533 

I  yield  to  thy  blessed  control ; 
My  body  and  spirit  are  thine : 

2  The  love  I  can  never  deserve, 

That  bids  me  be  happy  in  thee ; 

My  God  and  my  King  I  will  serve, 

Whose  favor  is  heaven  to  me. 

3  How  can  I  thy  goodness  repay, 

By  nature  so  weak  and  defiled  1 
Myself  I  have  given  away; 

Oh  call  me  thy  own  little  child. 

4  And  art  thou  my  Father  above  1 

Will  Jesus  abide  in  my  heart  1 
Oh  bind  me  so  fast  with  thy  love, 
That  I  never  from  thee  shall  depart. 

0O<5  The  Praises  of  Children.  7s. 

1  Q.LORY  to  the  Father  give ; 

"  God  in  whom  we  move  and  live : 
Children's  prayers  he  deigns  to  hear ; 
Children's  songs  delight  his  ear. 

2  Glory  to  the  Son  we  bring, 

Christ  our  Prophet,  Priest  and  King, 
Children,  raise  your  sweetest  strain 
To  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain. 

3  Glory  to  the  Holy  Ghost ; 
Be  this  day  a  Pentecost ; 
Children's  minds  may  he  inspire  ; 
Touch  their  lips  with  holy  fire. 

4  Glory  in  the  highest  be 
To  the  blessed  Trinity, 


534  CHILDHOOD  AND  YOUTH. 

For  the  gospel  from  above, 

For  the  word,  that  "  God  is  love." 

0o4  Sabbath-School.  C.  M. 

1  HPHERE  is  a  glorious  world  of  light, 
■*■  Above  the  starry  sky, 

Where  saints  departed,  clothed  in  white, 
Adore  the  Lord  most  high. 

2  And  hark,  amid  the  sacred  songs, 

Those  heavenly  voices  raise, 
Ten  thousand,  thousand  infant  tongues 
Unite  in  perfect  praise. 

3  Those  are  the  hymns  that  we  shall  know, 

If  Jesus  we  obey ; 
That  is  the  place  where  we  shall  go, 
If  found  in  wisdom's  way. 

4  This  is  the  joy  we  ought  to  seek, 

And  make  our  chief  concern; 
For  this  we  come  from  week  to  week, 
To  read,  and  hear,  and  learn. 

5  Soon  will  our  earthly  race  be  run, 

Our  mortal  frame  decay  ; 
Children  and  teachers,  one  by  one, 
Must  die  and  pass  away. 

6  Great  God,  impress  the  serious  thought, 

This  day,  on  every  breast ; 
That  both  the  teachers  and  the  taught, 
May  enter  to  thy  rest. 


SABBATH-SCHOOL.  535,   536 

DoD  The  Same.  L.  M. 

1  TTOSANNAS  by  an  infant  train 
*"*■  Were  once  within  the  temple  sung, 
While  Jesus  listened  to  the  strain, 

And  poured  his  blessing  on  the  throng. 

I  Lord,  may  thy  Spirit  seal  the  truth 
On  every  heart,  with  power  divine; 
Renew  and  sanctify  these  youth, 

And  make  these  children  wholly  thine. 

3  May  we  our  humble  voices  raise 
Responsive  to  the  heavenly  host, 
In  strains  of  everlasting  praise 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


536 


Sabbath-School  Teacher. 


1  "DLESS'D  work!  the  youthful  mind  to 
-*-*  And  turn  the  rising  race  [win, 
From  the  deceitful  paths  of  sin, 

To  seek  redeeming  grace. 

2  Children  our  kind  protection  claim; 

And  God  will  well  approve, 
When  infants  learn  to  lisp  his  name, 
And  their  Redeemer  love. 

3  Be  ours  the  bliss  in  wisdom's  way 

To  guide  untutored  youth, 
And  show  the  mind  which  went  astray, 
The  way,  the  life,  the  truth. 
2c 


537  DEATH. 

4  Thy  Spirit,  Father,  on  us  shed, 
And  bless  this  good  design ; 
The  honors  of  thy  name  be  spread, 
And  all  the  glory  thine. 


DEATH, 


537 


Uncertainty  of  Life.  CM. 

"DENEATH  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head, 
•■-*  Is  equal  warning  given : 
Beneath  us  lie  the  countless  dead, 

Above  us  is  the  heaven. 
Death  rides  on  every  passing  breeze, 

And  lurks  in  every  flower ; 
Each  season  has  its  own  disease, 

Its  peril  every  hour. 

Our  eyes  have  seen  the  rosy  light 

Of  youth's  soft  cheek  decay, 
And  fate  descend  in  sudden  night 

On  manhood's  middle  day. 
Our  eyes  have  seen  the  steps  of  age 

Halt  feebly  to  the  tomb; 
And  yet  shall  earth  our  hearts  engage, 

And  dreams  of  days  to  come  ] 
Turn,  mortal,  turn;  thy  danger  know: 

Where'er  thy  foot,  can  tread, 
The  earth  rings  hollow  from  below, 

And  warns  thee  of  her  dead. 


CONTEMPLATED.  538,   539 

6  Turn,  Christian,  turn ;  thy  soul  apply 
To  truths  divinely  given: 
The  forms  which  underneath  thee  lie, 
Shall  live,  for  hell  or  heaven. 

000  Time  Fleeting.  7. 6. 

1  'TMME  is  winging  us  away, 

-*■  To  our  eternal  home  ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day, 

A  journey  to  the  tomb: 
Youth  and  vigor  soon  will  flee, 

Blooming  beauty  lose  its  charms; 
All  that's  mortal  soon  will  be 

Enclosed  in  death's  cold  arms. 

2  Time  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day, 

A  journey  to  the  tomb: 
But  the  Christian  shall  enjoy 

Health  and  beauty  soon  above; 
Far  beyond  the  world's  alloy, 

Secure  in  Jesus'  love. 

0O«7  Thoughts  of  Death.  C.  M. 

1  1X/TY  soul,  come,  meditate  the  day, 
■"•*■  And  think  how  near  it  stands, 
When  thou  must  quit  this  house  of  clay, 

And  fly  to  unknown  lands. 

2  And  you,  my  eyes,  look  down  and  view 

The  hollow  gaping  tomb  ; 


540  DEATH. 

This  gloomy  prison  waits  for  you, 
Whene'er  the  summons  come. 

3  Oh,  could  we  die  with  those  that  die, 

And  place  us  in  their  stead  ; 
Then  would  our  spirits  learn  to  fly, 
And  converse  with  the  dead. 

4  Then  should  we  see  the  saints  above, 

In  their  own  glorious  forms, 
And  wonder  why  our  souls  should  love 
To  dwell  with  mortal  worms. 

5  We  should  almost  forsake  our  clay 

Before  the  summons  come, 
And  pray,  and  wish  our  souls  away 
To  their  eternal  home. 

04U  Death  and  the  Judgment.  S.  M. 

1  A  ND  am  I  born  to  die — 
■£*-  To  lay  this  body  down] 
And  must  my  trembling  spirit  fly 

Into  a  world  unknown? 

2  Soon  as  from  earth  I  go, 

What  scenes  will  burst  on  me  ! 
Eternal  happiness  or  wo 
Must  then  my  portion  be ! 

3  Waked  by  the  trumpet's  sound, 

I  from  my  grave  shall  rise, 
And  see  the  Judge  with  glory  crowned, 
And  see  the  flaming  skies! 

4  Shall  I  then  leave  my  tomb 

With  triumph  or  regret? 


CONTEMPLATED.  541 

A  fearful  or  a  joyful  doom, 
A  curse  or  blessing  meet! 

5  Will  angel  bands  convey 

Their  brother  to  the  bar) 
Or  devils  drag  my  soul  away 
To  meet  its  sentence  there? 

6  O  thou  who  did'st  atone, 

Dispel  my  anxious  fear; 
And  when  thou  comest  on  thy  throne, 
May  I  with  joy  appear. 

Ott  1     "  1  rvould  not  live  alway."— Job.  vii.  16.      Is. 

1  T  WOULD  not  live  alway;  I  ask  not  to 

■*■         stay 

Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er 

the  way : 
The  few  fleeting  mornings  that  dawn  on 

us  here 
Are  enough  for  life's  sorrows — enough  for 

its  cheer. 

2  I  would  not  live  alway ;  no,  welcome  the 

tomb; 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its 

gloom ; 
There  sweet  be  my  rest,  till  he  bid  me 

arise, 
To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the 

skies. 


542  DEATH. 

3  Who,  who  would  live  alway,  away  from 

his  God, 
Away  from  yon  heaven  that  blissful  abode, 
Where  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o'er  the 

bright  plains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns] 

4  Where  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony 

meet, 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported  to 

greet ; 
While  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll, 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of 

the  soul. 


Reflections  after  Sickness.  S.  M. 


542 

1  JUST  o'er  the  grave  I  hung — 
■*    No  pardon  met  my  eyes, 

As  blessings  never  greet  the  slain, 
And  hope  shall  never  rise. 

2  I  saw,  beyond  the  tomb, 

The  awful  Judge  appear, 
Prepared  to  scan,  with  strict  account, 
My  blessings  wasted  here. 

3  How  mourned  my  sinking  soul 

The  Sabbath's  hours  divine, 
The  day  of  grace,  that  precious  day, 
Consumed  in  sense  and  sin. 

4  The  work — the  mighty  work 

Of  life,  so  long  delayed — 


CONTEMPLATED.  543 

Repentance  yet  to  be  begun 
Upon  a  dying  bed. 

5  Ye  sinners,  fear  the  Lord, 

While  yet  'tis  called  to-day ; 
Soon  will  the  awful  voice  of  death 
Command  your  souls  away. 

6  Soon  will  the  harvest  close, 

The  summer  soon  be  o'er ; 
And  soon  your  injured,  angry  God 
Will  hear  your  prayers  no  more. 


543 


Tlie  Grave. 


1  ^HERE  is  a  calm  for  those  who  weep, 
-*-    A  rest  for  weary  pilgrims  found : 

They  softly  lie,  and  sweetly  sleep, 
Low  in  the  ground. 

2  The  storm  that  wrecks  the  winter  sky 
No  more  disturbs  their  deep  repose, 
Than  summer  evening's  latest  sigh, 

That  shuts  the  rose. 

3  Thou  traveller  in  the  vale  of  tears, 
To  realms  of  everlasting  light, 
Through  time's  dark  wilderness  of  years, 

Pursue  thy  flight. 

4  Whate'er  thy  lot — where'er  thou  be — 
Confess  thy  folly — kiss  the  rod  ; 

And  in  thy  chastening  sorrows  see 
The  hand  of  God. 


574,  575  THE  JUDGMENT. 

He  will  say,  "  Come  near,  ye  blessed, 
See  the  kingdom  I  bestow : 

You  for  ever 
Shall  my  love  and  glory  know." 

0/4  The  Same.  C   M. 

1  T^HAT  awful  day  will  surely  come; 
■*  Th'  appointed  hour  makes  haste, 

When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

2  Thou  lovely  chief  of  all  my  joys, 

Thou  sovereign  of  my  heart, 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  sound — depart ! 

3  Oh,  wretched  state  of  deep  despair — 

To  see  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love ! 

4  Oh  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands ; 
Show  me  some  promise  in  thy  book, 
Where  my  salvation  stands. 

0/5  The  Sleep  of  the  Grave.  9.  8. 

1  (~\N  man's  last  sleep,  in  rending  thunder, 
^  The  last  loud  judgment-trump  will 

break ; 
The  sinner,  in  despair  and  wonder, 

From  out  his  silent  death-dreams  wake; 
His  deep  grave  gaping  near  the  stone 
That  signal-sound  hath  overthrown. 


HEAVENLY  REST.  576 

With  fear  and  wild  amazement  smitten, 

His  eyes  to  heaven  for  mercy  roll ; 
But  read,  in  flaming  letters  written, 

The  sentence  of  his  ruined  soul : 
In  vain  he  seeks  a  frightful  death, 
Within  the  lightning'6  blasting  breath. 
O  Saviour,  when  that  fearful  morning 

Reveals  thee  on  the  quick-winged  cloud, 
The  last  loud  trump,  with  signal  warning, 

Breaking  the  slumber  of  my  shroud, 
And  earth  and  sea  have  passed  away — 
Be  thou  my  trembling  spirit's  stay. 


THE  ETERNAL  STATE. 

0  /  U  Rest  in  Heaven.  C.  M.  5  1. 

1  ^HERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 

■*■   To  mourning  wanderers  given  ; 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distressed, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast — 
'Tis  found  above,  in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 

By  sin  and  sorrow  driven  ; 
When  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  drear — 'tis  heaven. 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  her  cheerful  eye, 

The  heart  no  longer  riven, 


577,  578       THE  ETERNAL  STATE. 

And  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
Sees  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 

And  all  serene  in  heaven. 
4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 

And  joys  supreme  are  given  ; 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom — 
Beyond  the  confines  of  the  tomb, 

Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 

0/    I  The  Same.  CM. 

1  C~YUR  sins  and  sorrows,  how  they  rise ! 
^  How  loud  the  tempests  roar! 

But  death  shall  land  our  weary  souls 
Safe  on  the  heavenly  shore. 

2  There,  to  fulfill  his  high  commands, 

Our  speedy  feet  shall  move; 
No  sin  shall  clog  our  active  zeal, 
Or  cool  our  burning  love. 

3  There  shall  we  sit,  and  sing,  and  tell 

The  wonders  of  his  grace, 
Till  heavenly  raptures  fire  our  hearts, 
And  smile  in  every  face. 

4  For  ever  his  dear,  sacred  name 

Shall  dwell  upon  our  tongue; 
And  Jesus  and  salvation  be 
The  close  of  every  song. 

&S$  The  Same.  S.M. 

1    A  ND  is  there,  Lord,  a  rest 
-£*•  For  weary  souls  designed. 


HEAVENLY  REST.  579 

Where  not  a  care  shall  stir  the  breast, 
Or  sorrow  entrance  find  1 

2  Is  there  a  blissful  home, 

Where  kindred  minds  shall  meet, 
And  live  and  love,  nor  ever  roam 
From  that  serene  retreat ! 

3  Are  there  bright  happy  fields, 

Where  nought  that  blooms  shall  die; 
Where  each   new   scene   fresh  pleasure 
And  healthful  breezes  sigh  1       [yields, 

4  Are  there  celestial  streams 

Where  living  waters  glide, 
With  murmurs  sweet  as  angel  dreams, 
And  flowery  banks  beside  1 

5  For  ever  blessed  they, 

Whose  joyful  feet  shall  stand, 
While  endless  ages  waste  away, 
Amid  that  glorious  land. 

6  My  soul  would  thither  tend, 

While  toilsome  years  are  given  ; 
Then  let  me,  gracious  God,  ascend 
To  sweet  repose  in  heaven. 

0  I  y  *  They  ii-ho  soro  in  Tears,"  &c.  C.  M.  Double. 

1  rPHERE  is  an  hour  of  hallowed  peace 

-*-   For  those  with  cares  distressed, 
When   sighs  and   sorrowing   tears  shall 

And  all  be  hushed  to  rest.  [cease, 

'Tis  then  the  soul  is  freed  from  fears 

And  doubts  which  here  annoy ; 
2e 


580  THE  ETERNAL  STATE. 

And  they  who  oft  have  sown  in  tears, 
Shall  reap  again  with  joy. 

2  There  is  a  home  of  sweet  repose, 

Where  storms  assail  no  more ; 
The  stream  of  endless  pleasure  flows 

On  that  celestial  shore. 
There  smiling  peace  with  love  appears, 

And  bliss  without  alloy; 
There  they  who  once  have  sown  in  tears, 

Now  reap  eternal  joy. 

3  When  the  revealing  hour  is  near 

Which  shall  unvail  the  tomb, 
When,  filled  with  doubt  and  trembling  fear, 

We  pass  the  valley's  gloom, 
Wilt  thou,  bless'd  Jesus,  calm  these  fears; 

Let  praise  our  lips  employ ; 
That  we  who  here  have  sown  in  tears, 

May  reap  in  heaven  with  joy. 

UOU  Life  and  Death  Eternal.  S.  M. 

1  (~XH,  where  shall  rest  be  found, 
"  Rest  for  the  weary  soul ! 
'Twere  vain  the  ocean-depths  to  sound, 

Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh ; 
'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 

There  is  a  life  above, 


HEAVENLY  REST.  5S1 

Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years — 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death,  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath; 
Oh,  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death. 

5  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace, 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun ; 
Lest  we  be  banished  from  thy  face, 
And  evermore  undone. 


The  Mourner  Comforted.         C.  M.  Double. 


581 

1  (~\K  weep  not  for  the  joys  that  fade 
^  Like  evening  lights  away, 

For  hopes,  that,  like  the  stars  decayed, 

Have  left  thy  mortal  day; 
The  clouds  of  sorrow  will  depart, 

And  brilliant  skies  be  given ; 
For  bliss  awaits  the  holy  heart, 

Amid  the  bowers  of  heaven. 

2  Oh  weep  not  for  the  friends  that  pass 

Into  the  lonely  grave, 
As  breezes  sweep  the  withered  grass 

Along  the  restless  wave ; 
For  though  thy  pleasures  may  depart, 

And  mournful  days  be  given, 
Yet  bliss  awaits  the  holy  heart, 

When  friends  rejoin  in  heaven. 


582  THE  ETERNAL  STATE. 


The  Saints  in  Glory.  7s.     Double. 


582 

1  TTIGH  in  yonder  realms  of  light, 
■"  Dwell  the  raptured  saints  above ; 
Far  beyond  our  feeble  sight, 

Happy  in  ImmanuePs  love : 
Once  they  knew,  like  us  below, 

Pilgrims  in  this  vale  of  tears, 
Torturing  pain,  and  heavy  wo, 

Gloomy  doubts,  distressing  fears. 

2  Oft  the  big  unbidden  tear, 

Stealing  down  the  furrowed  cheek, 
Told,  in  eloquence  sincere, 

Tales  of  wo  they  could  not  speak. 
But  these  days  of  weeping  o'er, 

Pass'd  this  scene  of  toil  and  pain, 
They  shall  feel  distress  no  more — 

Never,  never  weep  again. 

3  'Mid  the  chorus  of  the  skies, 

'Mid  th'  angelic  lyres  above, 
Hark,  their  songs  melodious  rise, 

Songs  of  praise  to  Jesus'  love ! 
Happy  spirits,  ye  are  fled, 

Where  no  grief  can  entrance  find  ; 
Lulled  to  rest  the  aching  head, 

Soothed  the  anguish  of  the  mind. 

4  All  is  tranquil  and  serene, 

Calm  and  undisturbed  repose ; 
There  no  cloud  can  intervene, 
There  no  angry  tempest  blows; 


HEAVENLY  JOY.  583,  584 

Every  tear  is  wiped  away, 

Sighs  no  more  shall  heave  the  breast, 
Night  is  lost  in  endless  day, 

Sorrow — in  eternal  rest. 

D<5Q  The  Vision  of  Christ.  CM. 

1  T7ROM  thee,  my  God,  my  joys  shall  rise, 
■*■    And  run  eternal  rounds, 

Beyond  the  limits  of  the  skies, 
And  all  created  bounds. 

2  The  holy  triumphs  of  my  soul 

Shall  death  itself  outbrave, 
Leave  dull  mortality  behind, 
And  fly  beyond  the  grave. 

3  There,  where  my  blessed  Jesus  reigns, 

In  heaven's  unmeasured  space, 
I'll  spend  a  long  eternity 
In  pleasure,  and  in  praise. 

4  Millions  of  years  my  wondering  eyes 

Shall  o'er  thy  beauties  rove; 
And  endless  ages  I'll  adore 
The  glories  of  thy  love. 

Do 4  Happiness  of  Heaven.  8s. 

1  r~}H  when  shall  we  sweetly  remove, 
^  And  enter  our  heavenly  rest; 
Return  to  the  Zion  above, 

And  join  in  the  songs  of  the  bless'd  ? 
Oh  when  shall  we  dwell  with  our  King, 

Where  sorrow  and  pain  are  no  more* 


585,  586      THE  ETERNAL  STATE. 

Where  saints  our  Immanuel  sing, 

And  cherub  and  seraph  adore. 
2  Our  Saviour,  thou  knowest  our  prayer ; 

We  long  thy  appearing  to  see ; 
Resigned  to  the  burden  we  bear, 

But  hoping  to  triumph  with  thee : 
To  mourn  for  thy  coming  is  sweet, 

To  weep  at  thy  longer  delay ; 
But  thou  whom  we  hasten  to  meet, 

Will  chase  all  our  sorrows  away. 

UOD  Heavenly  Love.  S.  M. 

1  T  OVE  fills  all  heaven  with  light; 
-^  Love  tunes  the  lyres  above ; 
Angels  and  saints  their  songs  unite, 

And  every  voice  is  love. 

2  That  holy,  happy  throng 

In  sweet  accordance  move ; 
Jesus  their  everlasting  song, 
And  every  accent  love. 

3  Soon  will  the  church  below 

Unite  with  that  above ; 
The  Saviour's  blissful  presence  know, 
And  sing  redeeming  love. 

OOU  Happiness  of  Heaven.  8s. 

1  T^TE  speak  of  the  realms  of  the  bless'd, 
*  *     That  country  so  bright  and  so  fair; 
And  oft  are  its  glories  confess'd, 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there ! 


HEAVENLY  JOY.  587 

2  We  speak  of  its  freedom  from  sin, 

From  sorrow,  temptation,  and  care, 
From  trials  without  and  within — 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there ! 

3  We  speak  of  its  service  of  love, 

The  robes  which  the  glorified  wear, 
The  church  of  the  first-born  above — 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there? 

4  Do  thou,  Lord,  'midst  pleasure  or  wo, 

For  heaven  my  spirit  prepare; 
And  shortly  I  also  shall  know 
And  feel  what  it  is  to  be  there. 

OO/  The  Everlasting  Song.  CM. 

1  T^ARTH  has  engrossed  my  love  too  long; 
-*-^  'Tis  time  I  lift  my  eyes 

Upward,  dear  Father,  to  thy  throne, 
And  to  my  native  skies. 

2  There  the  bless'd  man,  my  Saviour  sits; 

The  God  !  how  bright  he  shines  ! 
And  scatters  infinite  delights 
On  all  the  happy  minds. 

3  Seraphs,  with  elevated  strains, 

Circle  the  throne  around  ; 
And  move  and  charm  the  starry  plains 
With  an  immortal  sound. 

4  Jesus,  the  Lord,  their  harps  employs ; 

Jesus,  thy  love  they  sing; 
Jesus,  the  life  of  all  our  joys, 
Sounds  sweet  from  every  string. 


588  THE  ETERNAL  STATE. 

5  Now  let  me  mount  and  join  their  song", 

And  be  an  angel  too ; 
My  heart,  my  hand,  my  ear,  my  tongue, — 
Here's  joyful  work  for  you. 

6  I  would  begin  the  music  here, 

And  so  my  soul  should  rise: 
Oh  for  some  heavenly  notes  to  bear 
My  passions  to  the  skies ! 

7  There  ye  that  love  my  Saviour,  sit, 

There  I  would  fain  have  place, 
Among  your  thrones,  or  at  your  feet, 
So  I  might  see  his  face. 

000  The  Saints  in  Heaven.  7.6. 

1  npO  their  Lord  believers  go, 

-*■    When  from  the  flesh  they  fly ; 
Glorious  joys  ordained  to  know, 

They  mount  above  the  sky ; 
In  that  bright,  celestial  place, 

They  without  a  vail  shall  see 
Their  Redeemer's  heavenly  face, 

And  with  him  ever  be. 

2  When  they  once  have  entered  there, 

Their  mourning  days  are  o'er  ; 
Sin  and  pain  and  want  and  care 

And  sighing  are  no  more: 
Subject  then  to  no  decay, 

Heavenly  bodies  they  put  on, 
Swifter  than  the  lightning's  ray, 

And  brighter  than  the  sun. 


HEAVENLY  JOY.  589 

3  While  eternal  ages  roll, 

Their  anthems  they  shall  raise ; 
God  the  portion  of  the  soul, 

And  its  employment  praise: 
Upward,  Lord,  our  souls  would  rise, 

We  would  join  that  happy  throng; 
Swell  the  chorus  of  the  skies, 

And  praise  in  endless  song. 

OoJ  Friendship  in  Heaven.  6.  8. 

1  "pRIEND  after  friend  departs : 
■*■  Who  hath  not  lost  a  friend  ? 
There  is  no  union  here  of  hearts 

That  finds  not  here  an  end : 
Were  this  frail  world  our  final  rest, 
Living  or  dying,  none  were  bless'd. 

2  Beyond  the  flight  of  time, 

Beyond  the  reign  of  death, 
There  surely  is  some  blessed  clime 
Where  life  is  not  a  breath, 
Nor  life's  affections  transient  fire, 
Whose  sparks  fly  upwards  and  expire. 

3  There  is  a  world  above, 

Where  parting  is  unknown  ; 
A  long  eternity  of  love, 

Formed  for  the  good  alone ; 
And  faith  beholds  the  dying  here, 
Translated  to  that  glorious  sphere. 

4  Thus  star  by  star  declines, 

Till  all  are  passed  away: 


590,  591       THE  ETERNAL  STATE. 

As  morning  high  and  higher  shines, 
To  pure  and  perfeet  day  : 
Nor  sink  those  stars  in  empty  night, 
But  hide  themselves  in  heaven's  own  light. 

OcKJ  The  Christian 's  Hope.  L.  M. 

1  "YTTHAT  sinners  value,  I  resign  ; 

**^   Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine: 
I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 

2  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show ; 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  go 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere ; 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there? 

3  Oh,  glorious  hour  !  Oh  bless'd  abode  I 
I  shall  be  near,  and  like  my  God ; 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 

4  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound  ; 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

Oy  1  The  Heavenly  Jerusalem.  C.  M. 

1  JERUSALEM,  my  happy  home— 
*J  Name  ever  dear  to  me, 

When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
In  joy,  and  peace,  in  thee? 

2  Oh  when,  thou  city  of  my  God, 

Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend, 


HEAVENLY  GLORY.  592 

Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  Sabbaths  have  no  end  ! 

3  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom, 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know : 
Bless'd   seats,  through  rude  and   stormy 
I  onward  press  to  you.  [scenes, 

4  Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  and  wo, 

Or  feel,  at  death,  dismay  ! 
I've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view, 
And  realms  of  endless  day. 

5  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets  there 

Around  my  Saviour  stand  ; 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 

6  Jerusalem,  my  happy  home — 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee ; 
Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 

Oi/A  Heavenly  Glory.  7.6. 

1  ''THERE  is  a  holy  city, 
•*-  A  happy  world  above, 

Beyond  the  starry  regions, 

Built  by  the  God  of  love: 
An  everlasting  temple ; 

And  saints  arrayed  in  white, 
There  serve  their  great  Redeemer, 

And  dwell  with  him  in  light. 

2  The  meanest  child  of  glory 

Outshines  the  radiant  sun;. 


593  THE  ETERNAL  STATE. 

But  who  can  speak  the  splendor 

Of  Jesus  on  the  throne? 
There  now  he  sits  exalted, 

Who  hung  upon  the  tree ; 
The  elders  fall  before  him, 

The  angels  bend  the  knee. 

3  Is  this  the  man  of  sorrows, 

Who  stood  at  Pilate's  bar, 
Condemned  by  haughty  Herod, 

And  by  his  men  of  war? 
Lo !  now  the  mighty  conqueror 

Who  spoiled  the  powers  below, 
And  ransomed  many  captives 

From  everlasting  wo. 

4  The  hosts  of  saints  around  him 

Redeeming  grace  adore ; 
Recount  their  toils  and  conflicts, 

And  tell  their  suffering  o'er; 
Then  turn  and  bow  to  Jesus, 

Who  brought  them  on  their  way, 
From  earthly  tribulation, 

To  everlasting  day. 

0*J  O  The  Heavenly  Canaan.  C.  M. 

1  npHERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
■*■  Where  saints  immortal  reign ; 
Where  endless  day  excludes  the  night, 

And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides 

And  never-withering  flowers: 


HEAVENLY  GLORY.  594 

Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

3  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood 

Stand  dress'd  in  living  green ; 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  rolled  between. 

4  But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink, 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea; 
And  linger  shivering  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

5  Oh,  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love 
With  unbeclouded  eyes ; 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er; 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

594  "  We  shall  see  him  as  he  is."  CM. 

1  RATHER,  I  long,  I  faint  to  see 
-F  The  place  of  thy  abode; 

I'd  leave  the  earthly  courts,  and  flee 
Up  to  thy  seat,  my  God. 

2  Here  I  behold  thy  distant  face, 

And  'tis  a  pleasant  sight; 
But,  to  abide  in  thy  embrace 
Is  infinite  delight. 

3  I'd  part  with  all  the  joys  of  sense, 

To  gaze  upon  thy  throne ; 


595  the  lord's  prayer. 

Pleasure  springs  fresh  for  ever  thence, 
Unspeakable,  unknown. 

4  There  all  the  heavenly  hosts  are  seen; 

In  shining  ranks  they  move ; 
And  drink  immortal  vigor  in, 
With  wonder  and  with  love. 

5  Then  at  thy  feet,  with  awful  fear, 

Th'  adoring  armies  fall ; 
With  joy  they  shrink  to  nothing  there, 
Before  th'  eternal  All. 

6  The  more  thy  glories  strike  my  eyes, 

The  humbler  I  shall  lie ; 
Thus,  while  I  sink,  my  joys  shall  rise 
Immeasurably  high. 


THE  LORD'S  PRAYER.  S.  M. 


595 

1  f^)UR  heavenly  Father,  hear 
W  The  prayer  we  offer  now : 

Thy  name  be  hallowed,  far  and  near, 
To  thee  all  nations  bow. 

2  Thy  kingdom  come ;  thy  will 

On  earth  be  done  in  love, 
As  saints  and  seraphim  fulfill 
Thy  perfect  law  above. 

3  Our  daily  bread  supply, 

While  by  thy  word  we  live  ; 
The  guilt  of  our  iniquity 
Forgive,  as  we  forgive. 


DOXOLOGIES.  596 

4  From  dark  temptation's  power, 

From  Satan's  wiles  defend ; 
Deliver  in  the  evil  hour, 
And  guide  us  to  the  end. 

5  Thine,  then,  for  ever  be 

Glory  and  power  divine; 
The  sceptre,  throne,  and  majesty 
Of  heaven  and  earth  are  thine. 

6  Thus  humbly  taught  to  pray, 

By  thy  beloved  Son, 
Through  him  we  come  to  thee,  and  say — 
All  for  his  sake  be  done. 


DOXOLOGIES. 

Ot/O  Invocation  of  the  Trinity.  6.  4. 

1  pOME,  thou  Almighty  King, 
^  Help  us  thy  name  to  sing, 

Help  us  to  praise: 
Father  all  glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come,  and  reign  over  us. 

Ancient  of  days. 

2  Jesus,  our  Lord,  arise, 
Scatter  our  enemies, 

And  make  them  fall  ; 
Let  thy  Almighty  aid 


597  DOXOLOGIES. 

Our  sure  defence  be  made ; 
Our  souls  on  thee  be  stayed — 
Lord,  hear  our  call. 

3  Come,  thou  incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  sword; 

Our  prayer  attend : 
Come,  and  thy  people  bless, 
And  give  thy  word  success ; 
Spirit  of  holiness, 

On  us  descend. 

4  Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear, 

In  this  glad  hour ; 
Thou  who  almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  every  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 

Spirit  of  power. 

5  To  the  great  One  in  Three, 
The  highest  praises  be, 

Hence  evermore : 
His  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 


597 


Praise  to  the  Trinity.  H.  M. 


WE  give  immortal  praise 
To  God  the  Father's  love, 
For  all  our  comforts  here, 
And  better  hopes  above ; 


DOXOLOGIES.  598 

He  sent  his  own  eternal  Son 

To  die  for  sins  that  man  had  done. 

To  God  the  Son  belongs 

Immortal  glory  too, 
Who  saved  us  by  his  blood 
From  everlasting  wo; 
And  now  he  lives,  and  now  he  reigns, 
And  sees  the  fruit  of  all  his  pains. 

To  God  the  Holy  Ghost 

Immortal  praise  we  give  ; 
Whose  new-creating  power 
Makes  the  dead  sinner  live; 
His  work  completes  the  great  design, 
And  fills  the  soul  with  joy  divine. 

Almighty  God,  to  thee 

Be  endless  honors  done ; 
The  undivided  Three 
And  the  mysterious  One: 
Where  reason  fails,  with  all  her  powers, 
There  faith  prevails,  and  love  adores. 


598 


The  Same. 


HOLY,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
God,  the  Father  and  the  Word, 
God  the  Comforter,  receive 
Blessing  more  than  we  can  give ; 
Joining  those  beyond  the  sky, 
Who  adore  the  Lord  most  high, 
We  our  hearts  and  voices  raise, 
Echoing  thy  eternal  praise. 
2f 


599,  600  DOXOLOGIES. 

2  Happy  they  who  never  rest, 

With  thy  heavenly  presence  bless'd  ; 
They  the  heights  of  glory  see, 
Sound  the  depths  of  Deity. 
Fain  with  them  our  souls  would  vie; 
Sink  as  low,  and  mount  as  high  ; 
Fall,  o'erwhelmed  with  love,  or  soar; 
Shout,  or  silently  adore. 

0*7*7  0'"'  God  for  ever  and  ever.  8s. 

1  'pHIS  God  is  the  God  we  adore, 

•*-  Our  faithful,  unchangeable  Friend ; 
Whose  love  is  as  large  as  his  power, 
And  neither  knows  measure  nor  end. 

2  'Tis  Jesus,  the  First  and  the  Last, 

Whose  Spirit  shall  guide  us  safe  home; 
We'll  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past, 
And  trust  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 

600 

1  T  ET  God  the  Father  live 
***  For  ever  on  our  tongues: 

Sinners  from  his  first  love  derive 
The  ground  of  all  their  songs. 

2  Ye  saints,  employ  your  breath 

In  honor  of  the  Son ; 
Who  bought  your  souls  from  hell  and  death, 
By  offering  up  his  own. 

3  Give  to  the  Spirit  praise 

Of  an  immortal  straki ; 


DOXOLOGIES.  601 604 

Whose  light  and  power,  and  grace  conveys 

Salvation  down  to  men. 
4      To  the  great  One  in  Three, 

That  seals  the  grace  in  heaven, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 

Eternal  glory  given. 

601 

''TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
-*•  And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  honor,  praise,  and  glory  given, 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven. 

602 

PRAISE  God,  from  whom  all  blessings 
flow; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

603 

LET  God,  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  be  adored, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 
Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

O04  CM.     Double. 

1  rPHE  God  of  mercy  be  adored, 
-*-    Who  calls  our  souls  from  death: 
Who  saves  by  his  redeeming  word, 
And  new-creating  breath. 


605 608  DOXOLOGIES. 

2  To  praise  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit,  all  divine, 
The  One  in  three,  and  Three  in  One, 
Let  saints  and  angels  join. 

605  s.  m. 

"Y7"E  angels  round  the  throne, 
■*■    And  saints  who  dwell  below, 
Worship  the  Father,  praise  the  Son, 
And  bless  the  Spirit  too. 

606  h.  m. 

jpO  God  the  Father's  throne 

■*■    Perpetual  honors  raise ; 

Glory  to  God  the  Son, 
To  God  the  Spirit  praise : 
With  all  our  powers,  eternal  King, 
Thy  name  we  sing,  while  faith  adores. 

607 

*pO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
■*•  Be  praise  amid  the  heavenly  host, 

And  in  the  church  below ; 
From  whom  all  creatures  draw  their  breath, 
By  whom  redemption  blessed  the  earth, 

From  whom  all  comforts  flow. 

608 

OING  we  to  our  God  above, 
^  Praise  eternal  as  his  love : 
Praise  him  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


doxolooies.        609 — 612 

t)09  7s.      6  line;?. 

"J7ATHER,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
■*■    One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
As  by  the  celestial  host, 
Let  thy  will  on  earth  be  done: 
Praise  by  all  to  thee  be  given, 
Glorious  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven. 


610 


7s.     Double. 


T7ATHER,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
■*•  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
As  by  the  celestial  host, 

Let  thy  will  on  earth  be  done ; 
Sing"  we  to  our  God  above 

Praise  eternal  as  his  love ; 
Praise  by  all  to  thee  be  given, 

Glorious  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven. 

611 

"J7ATHER,  God,  thy  love  we  praise, 
■*■     Which  gave  thy  Son  to  die ; 
Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  grace, 

Alike  we  glorify : 
Spirit,  Comforter  divine, 

Praise  by  all  to  thee  be  given, 
Till  we  in  full  chorus  join, 

And  earth  is  changed  to  heaven. 

612 

1  1VTAY  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 
^*-  And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 


G] 


613 615  DOXOLOGIES. 

With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 
Rest  upon  us  from  above. 
2  Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord, 

And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 
Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 

613  8.7.4. 

.LORY  be  to  God  the  Father, 
Glory  to  th'  eternal  Son ; 
Sound  aloud  the  Spirit's  praises ; 
Join  the  elders  round  the  throne ; 

Hallelujah, 
Hail  the  glorious  Three  in  One. 

614 

TO  the  great  One  in  Three, 
The  highest  praises  be, 
Hence  evermore ; 
His  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 
Love  and  adore. 

615 

BY  angels  in  heaven 
Of  every  degree, 
And  saints  upon  earth, 
All  praise  be  addressed 
To  God  in  Three  persons, 
One  God  ever  blessed : 
As  it  has  been,  now  is, 
Arid  always  shall  be. 


DOXOLOGIES.  616 618 

616  u*. 

O  FATHER  Almighty,  to  thee  be  ad- 
dress'd, 
With  Christ  and  the  Spirit,  one  God  ever 

bless'd, 
All  glory  and  worship  from  earth  and  from 

heaven, 
As  was,  and  is  now,  and  shall  ever  be 
given. 

617 

A  LL  glory  and  praise  to  the  Father  be 
-£*■        given, 
The  Son  and  the  Spirit  from  earth  and 

from  heaven ; 
As  was,  and  is  now,  be  supreme  adoration, 
And  ever  shall  be  to  the  God  of  salvation* 

618 

FROM  all  in  earth  and  heaven, 
To  God,  the  Three  in  one, 
Be  boundless  glory  given, 

And  ceaseless  service  done  ; 
Co-equal  praise  to  Father, 

To  Son,  to  Spirit  be  ; 
One  God  they  reign  together, 
One  Holy  Trinity. 


table  of  peculiar  metres. 


In  finding  a  tune  for  a  hymn  of  one  of  the  more  un- 
common metres,  it  is  often  convenient  to  know  what 
familiar  hymn  is  of  the  same  metre.  The  following 
table  will  furnish  the  desired  suggestion.  If  the  line 
quoted  is  not  familiar,  reference  can  be  made  to  one  of 
the  hymns  whose  numbers  are  given.  Metres  of  which 
there  is  but  a  single  specimen  in  the  book,  are  not  in- 
serted in  the  table. 

5.  6.  Though  troubles  assail ;  8,  18,  378. 

5.  9.  See  metre  ii.  8. 

6.  4.  Come,  thou  Almighty  King ;  15,  134,  255. 
6.  5.  When  shall  we  meet  again  J  493. 

6.  5,  If   life's  pleasures ;    [Can  be  accommodated  to— 

"  From  Greenland's  icy  mountains,"} 

7.  6.  Rise  my  soul,  and ;  83,  86,  322. 

7.  6.  From  Greenland's  icy  ;  48,  118,  392,  429,  530. 
8s.  Ye  angels  who  stand  ;  32,  275,  321, 

8.  6.  or  8.  8.  6.  Lo,  on  a  narrow  neck  of;  27,  67,  120,  250* 
8.  7.  Come,  thou  fount  of  every  ;  60,  73,  99,  147,  231. 

8.  7.  4.  Lord,  dismiss  us  with  ;  79,  164,  181,  293,  389. 
lis.  I  would  not  live  alway ;  202,  376,  399,  463. 
lis.  Daughter  of  Zion,  awake  from  ;     [See  11.  10.] 
11.  8.  O  thou  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes  ;  471. 
11.  10.  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning. 
12s.  The  voice  of  free  grace  cries  escape ;  617. 


CLASSIFICATION  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Worship, 

1-47 

Invocation, 

. 

1—10 

Public, 

. 

1—13 

Praise, 

. 

.      14—19 

Private, 

. 

20—37 

Family,    . 

. 

.      38—40 

Dismission,    . 

, 

41—47 

The 

Scriptures, 

. 

.      48—52 

God, 

. 

53—72 

Providence  and 

Sovereignty,  53 — 60 

Trust  in  Him, 

, 

61—63 

Praise, 

. 

.      64—72 

Christ,     . 

„ 

73-140 

Advent,    . 

, 

.      73—75 

Miracles, 

. 

76—77 

Atonement, 

. 

.      78—89 

Condescension, 

, 

90—95 

Resurrection  and  Ascension,   96—98 

Glorification, 

, 

99 

Intercession,     . 

. 

.  100—101 

Compassion, 

. 

.      102—106 

Power  to  Save, 

, 

107—119 

Praise,    . 

t 

.     120—140 

The 

Holy  Spirit,   . 

. 

141—162 

Invocation, 

.     141—143 

Regeneration, 

. 

144—146 

2o 

446 


CLASSIFICATION  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Sanctification, 

Grieved, 
The  Gospel,      . 

Invitations, 

Warnings, 

Its  blessings, 

Its  glory, 

Preaching, 
The  Sinner  Awakened,     . 
The  Suppliant, 

Confession, 

Penitence, 

Mercy  Implored,     . 
Christian  Experience,   . 

Believing, 

Self-Dedication,  . 

Renouncing  the  World 

Love, 

Resignation, 

Trust,     . 

Gratitude, 

Sense  of  Sinfulness, 

Darkness,    . 

Repentance,    . 

Self-Examination, 

Longing  for  Heaven, 
Prayer, 

Access  to  God, 

In  affliction, 

Benefits, 

Daily, 


147—159 
160—162 
163—221 
163—182 
183—197 
198—203 
204—216 
217—221 
222—230 
231—249 
231—235 
236—243 
244—249 
250—340 
250—262 
263—268 
269—274 
275—281 
282—289 
290—306 
307—311 
312—316 
317—321 
322—328 
329—333 
334—340 
341—354 
341—343 
344—346 
347—352 
353—354 


CLASSIFICATION  OF  SUBJECTS. 


447 


Christian  Life,         .        .  .     355—407 

Activity,     .         .        .  355—359 

Benevolence,  .        .  .     360—362 

Faithfulness,        .        .  363—371 

Self-Denial,     ...  372 

Reliance  on  God,         .  373—383 

Watchfulness,         .  .    384—388 

Pilgrimage,         .        .  389—399 

Conflict,          .         .  .    400—402 

Fellowship,          .         .  403—407 

Revival, 408—415 

Kingdom  of  Christ,       .        .  416) — 470 

The  Church,  .        .  .    416—423 

Its  Triumph,        .         .  424—437 

Spread  of  the  Gospel,  .     438—448 

The  Heathen,      .         .  449—456 

The  Jews,       .        .  .     457—460 

Missions,     .         .         .  461—470 

The  Sabbath,    ....  471—483 

Saturday  Evening,       .  471 — 472 

Welcomed,      .        .  .     473—477 

The  Sanctuary,  .         .  478—480 

Evening,         .         .  .     481—482 

Of  Heaven,         .        .  483 

Special  Occasions,    .        .  .     484 — 524 

New  Year,          .         .  484—489 

Dedication,  .  .  .  490—493 
Ordination  and  Installation,  494 — 499 

The  Lord's  Supper,     .  500—505 

Baptism,          .        .  .     506—509 

Public  Fast,         .        .  510 

Prayer  for  Rain,      .  .              511 


448 


CLASSIFICATION  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Tract  Distribution,       .  512 

Providential  Deliverance,  513 

Temperance  Meeting-,     .  514 

Maternal  Prayer  Meeting,  515 

Marriage,    .        .        .  516 

At  Sea,           .        .        .  517—518 

Old  Age,     ...  519 

The  Seasons,           .        .  520—522 

National  Thanksgiving,  523 

Drought,     ...  524 

Childhood  and  Youth,       .        .  525 — 536 

Early  Piety,         .        .  525—528 

Praise,    ....  529—533 

Sabbath  School,  .        .  534—536 

Death,      .....  537—568 

Contemplated,     .        .  537—544 

Support,         .         .         .  545 — 551 

Triumph,    .        .        ;  552—553 

Of  Pious  Friends,  .         .  554 

Resurrection,       .        .  555 

Of  the  Young,        .        .  556—557 

Of  a  Minister,     .        .  558—559 

Of  the  Saints,          .        .  560—568 

The  Judgment,     .        .        .  569—575 

The  Eternal  State,  .        .        .  576—595 

Heavenly  Rest,  .        .  576—581 

Heavenly  Joy,         .         .  582—591 

Heavenly  Glory,          .  592—594 

The  Lord's  Prayer,          .         .  595 

Doxologies 596—618 


INDEX, 


According  to  thy  gracious  word, 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have, 

A  debtor  to  mercy  alone, 

Affliction  is  a  stormy  deep, 

Ah,  how  shall  fallen  man, 

Ah,  when  shall  I  awake, 

Ah,  whither  should  I  go, 

Alas,  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed, 

Alas,  what  hourly  dangers  rise, 

All  hail,  the  power  of  Jesus'  name, 

All  praise  to  his  name, 

All  ye  that  pass  by, 


Montgomery, 

C.  Wesley, 

Toplady, 

Cotton, 

Epis.  Col. 

C.  Wesley, 

C.  Wesley, 

Watts, 

Mrs.  Steele, 

Duncan, 

C.  Wesley,  (altered,) 

C.  Wesley, 


All-wise,  all-mighty,  and  all-good,  Montgomery, 

Almighty  Father,  gracious  Lord,  Mrs  Steele, 

Almighty  God,  thy  piercing  eye,  Watts, 

Amazing  grace,  how  sweet  the  sound,  Neivton, 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross,  Watts, 

And  am  I  bora  to  die  ?  C.  Wesley, 

And  are  we  wretches  yet  alive?  Watts, 

And  did  the  holy  and  the  just,  Mrs.  Steele, 

And  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love  ?  Mrs.  Steele, 
And  is  there  Lord,  a  rest,      R.  Palmer,  (original,) 

And  let  this  feeble  body  fail,  C.  Wesley, 

And  must  I  part  with  all  I  have,  Beddome, 

And  must  this  body  die  ?  Watts, 

And  shall  I  still  the  Spirit  grieve,  S.  (original,) 

And  what  am  I,  my  soul,  awake,  Davies, 

And  will  the  great  eternal  God,  Doddridge, 

And  will  the  Judge  descend,  Doddridge, 

And  will  the  Lord  thus  condescend,  Mrs.  Steele, 

Angels,  roll  the  rock  aw  ay  ;  Gibbons, 

Another  six  days'  work  is  done,  Stennett, 

2h 


500 
384 
300 
374 


78 
385 
132 


531 
256 
355 
540 
234 

94 
368 
578 
552 
272 
553 
162 
329 
491 
569 
232 

96 
476 


450 


INDEX. 


Approach,  my  soul,  the  mercy  seat,             Newton,  341 

A  present  God  is  all  our  strength,          Doddridge,  62 

Arise,  my  soul,  arise,                                   C.  Wesley,  101 

Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake,               Shrubsole,  453 

As  o'er  the  past  my  memory  strays,         Middleton,  235 

Assembled  in  thy  name,  O  Lord,           C.  {original,)  1 

As  the  twilight  shadows  fall,  C.  W.  Thomson,  {orig.,)  34 

Astonished  and  distressed,                              Top  lady,  224 

At  anchor  laid,  remote  from  home,              Top  lady,  518 

Awake,  and  sing  the  song,                        Hammond,  16 

Awake,  awake,  O  Zion,  wake,               Day-Spring,  419 

Awaked  by  Sinai's  awful  sound,                    Occum,  250 

Awake,  my  heart,  arise  my  tongue,                 Watts,  87 

Awake,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays,                     Medley,  129 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve,      Doddridge,  387 

Awake,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes,    Doddridge,  484 

Begin,  my  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme,       Watts,  204 

Begone,  unbelief,                                               Newton,  378 

Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door,                         Gregg,  174 

Behold  the  blind  their  sight  receive,                 Watts,  76 

Behold,  the  mountain  of  the  Lord,                   Logan,  432 

Behold,  what  wondrous  grace,                           Watts,  364 

Beneath  our  feet,  and  o'er  our  head,               Heber,  537 

Beware  of  Peter's  word,                                   Coxvper,  388 

Bless'd  be  the  dear,  uniting  love,               C.  Wesley,  45 

Bless'd  be  the  tie  that  binds                          Fawcett,  47 

Bless'd  Jesus,  when  my  soaring           Heginbotham,  280 

Bless'd  work,  the  youthful  mind  to  win,  Straphan,  536 

Blow  fresh,  ye  favoring,  Miss  H.  F.  Gould,  {original,)  470 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow ;                          Toplady,  439 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning,  Heber,  75 

Bright  source  of  everlasting  love,                    Boden,  311 

Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death,               Watts,  372 

By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill,                              Hebe?;  528 

Call  Jehovah  thy  salvation,                   Montgomery,  60 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King,                     Cennick,  394 

Christ  and  his  cross  are  all  our  theme,             Watts,  214 

Christians,  the  glorious  hope  ye  know,        Cawood,  451 


INDEX.  451 

Come,  every  pious  heart,                             Stennett,  127 

Come,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God,        Watts,  92 

Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove,         Browne,  152 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come  ;                 Hart,  (altered,)  142 

Come,  Holy  Spirit  come,  With  energy,  &c.  Beddome,  153 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove,                  Watts,  141 

Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls,                      Watts,  170 

Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord,                   Kelly,  407 

Come,  let  me  love,  or  is  my  mind,                   Watts,  505 

Come  let  us  anew,                                        C.  Wesley,  485 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs,               Watts,  133 

Come,  let  us  join  our  friends  above,         C.  Wesley,  403 

Come  Lord,  and  warm  each  languid  heart,  Mrs.  Steele,  6 

Come,  my  fond  fluttering  heart,            Jane  Taylor,  269 

Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare,                  Nexvton,  349 

Come,  shout  aloud  the  Father's  grace,  Heginbotham,  69 

Come,  thou  Almighty  King,                   Madan's  Col.  596 

Come,  thou  desire  of  all  thy  saints,         Mrs.  Steele,  7 

Come,  thou  fount  of  every  blessing,           Robinson,  149 

Come  to  Bethesda's  pool,  Mrs.  J.  L.  Gray,  (original,)  493 

Come,  trembling  sinner,  in  whose  breast,        Jones,  249 

Come,  weary  souls  with  sin  distressed,  Mrs.  Steele,  178 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name,  Mrs.  Steele,  278 

Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden,                             Hart,  164 

Come,  ye  weary  sinners,  come,                   C.  Wesley,  180 

Come,  ye  weary  souls  oppressed,                Decourcy,  171 

Come,  ye  who  love  the  Lord,                             Watts,  14 

Daughter  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy  Fitzgerald's  Col.  421 

Daughter  of  Zion,  from  the  dust,          Montgomery,  459 

Day  of  Judgment,  day  of  wonders,                Nervton,  573 

Dearest  of  all  the  names  above,                         Watts,  140 

Dear  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul,              Mrs.  Steele,  290 

Dear  Saviour,  we  are  thine,                       Doddridge,  116 

Depth  of  mercy— can  there  be                    C.  Wesley,  324 

Descend,  Holy  Spirit,  the  Dove,                     Rippon,  159 

Destruction's  dangerous  road,                         Newton,  185 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep,                      Beddome,  104 

Didst  thou,  dear  Jesus,  suffer  shame,         Kirkham,  358 


452 


INDEX. 


Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord ;  Hart, 

Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord,  Doddridge, 

Dread  Sovereign,  let  my  evening  song,  Watts, 

Dying  saint,  to  glory  rise,  Toplady, 

Earth  has  engrossed  my  love  too  long,  Watts, 

Encompassed  with  clouds  of  distress,  Top  lady, 
Enthroned  in  light,  eternal  God,  C.  M.  A.  (original,) 

Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  he  gone,  Watts, 

Far  from  the  world,  O  Lord,  I  flee,  Corvper, 
Father,  a  weary  heart,  Mrs.  C.  H.  W.  Esling,  (orig.,) 

Father,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines,  Watts, 

Father,  I  long,  I  faint  to  see,  Watts, 

Father  of  all,  thy  care  we  bless,  Doddridge, 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word,  Mrs.  Steele, 

Father  of  mercies,  God  of  love,  Raffles, 

Father  of  mercies,  send  thy  grace,  Doddridge, 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss,  Mrs.  Steele, 

For  a  season  called  to  part,  Newton, 

Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  we,  Bathurst, 

For  mercies  countless  as  the  sands,  Nervton, 

Frequent  the  day  of  God  returns,  Browne, 
Friend  after  friend  departs  ;                    Montgomery, 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies,  Watts, 

From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows,  Storvell, 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains,  Heber, 

From  the  cross  uplifted  high,  Haweis, 

From  thee,  my  God,  my  joys  shall  rise,  Watts, 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears,  Moravian, 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken,  Nezvton, 
Glory  to  God  on  high, 

Glory  to  the  Father  give,  Montgomery, 

God,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son,  Beddome, 
God  is  gone  up  on  high, 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way,  Coivper, 

God  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth,  Watts, 

God  of  my  life,  through  all  my  days,  Doddridge, 

God  of  my  salvation,  hear,  C.  Wesley, 

Go,  messenger  of  peace  and  love,  Balfour, 


42 
?276 

31 
562 
587 
319 
492 

23 
20 

242 

206 

594 
39 
50 
247 
362 
285 

44 
161 
307 
482 
589 
436  . 
343 
449 
212 
583 
295 
417 

15 
533 
201 
433 

55 
519 
375 

83 
467 


INDEX. 


453 


Go  to  dark  Gethsemane,                       Montgomery,  81 

Go  when  the  morning  shineth,  53 

Go,  ye  messengers  of  God,                           Marsden,  466 

Grace,  'tis  a  charming  sound,                    Doddridge,  205 

Gracious  Father,  hear  thy  child,  C.  Wesley,  {altered,)  148 

Gracious  Spirit,  love  divine,                            Stocker,  157 

Great  author  of  my  being,                            C.  Wesley,  314 

Great  God,  as  seasons  disappear,  521 

Great  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth,    Conder^s  Col.  438 

Great  God,  to  thee  my  evening  song,       Mrs.  Steele,  33 

Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand,    Doddridge,  487 

Great  King  of  glory,  come,                            Francis,  490 

Great  King  of  Zion,  now  arise,              Day-Spring,  450 

Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah,                   Oliver,  389 

Hail,  mighty  Jesus,  how  divine,                         Wallin,  413 

Hail,  sovereign  love,  that  first  began,           Brenver,  88 

Hail  the  day  that  sees  him  rise,                      Modem,  98 

Hail,  thou  once  despised  Jesus,                   Wingrove,  99 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  anointed,                     Montgomery,  429 

Happy  soul,  thy  days  are  ended,                 C.Wesley,  561 

Happy  the  child  whose  early  years,                  Watts,  526 

Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign,                 Watts,  281 

Happy  who  in  Jesus  live,                              C.  Wesley,  336 

Hark,  hark,  the  notes  of  joy,                     Evan.  Mag.  445 

Hark,  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices,              Kelly,  437 

Hark,  the  herald  angels  sing,                      C.  Wesley,  74 

Hark,  the  song  of  Jubilee,                       Montgomery,  426 

Hark,  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy,                  Evans,  79 

Hark,  what  mean  those  holy  voices,              Cawood,  73 

Hark,  what  mean  those  lamentations,           Caivood,  464 

Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wise,                                   Scott,  188 

Heal  us,  Immanuel,  here  we  are,                      Coruper,  115 

Hear,  gracious  God,  my  humble  moan,  Mrs.  Steele,  320 

Hear  what  God,  the  Lord,  hath  spoken,         Corvper,  422 

He  lives— the  great  Redeemer  lives  ;       Mrs.  Steele,  100 

Here,  at  thy  cross,  incarnate  God,                     Watts,  261 

High  in  yonder  realms  of  light,                       Raffles,  582 

Ho  i  every  one  that  thirsts,  draw  nigh  ;   /.  Wesley,  179 


454 


INDEX. 


Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord,  C.  Wesley, 

Holy  Ghost,  dispel  our  sadness  ;  Toplady, 

Holy  Spirit,  from  on  high,  Bathurst, 
Hosannas,  by  an  infant  train,      B.  H.  P.  (original,) 

How  are  thy  servants  bless'd,  O  Lord ;  Addison, 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet,  Watts, 
How  bless'd  the  righteous,  when        Mrs.  Barbauld, 

How  condescending,  and  how  kind,  Watts, 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  Kirkham, 

How  glorious  is  our  heavenly  King,  Watts, 

How  gentle  God's  commands,  Doddridge, 
How  happy  are  they, 

How  heavy  is  the  night  Watts, 

How  helpless  guilty  nature  lies,  Mrs.  Steele, 

How  large  the  promise,  how  divine,  Watts, 

How  long  beneath  the  law  I  lay,  Corvper, 

How  lost  was  my  condition,  Newton, 

How  much  the  hearts  of  those  revive,  Hoskins, 

How  oft,  alas,  this  wretched  heart  Mrs.  Steele, 

How  oft  have  sin  and  Satan  strove  Watts, 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine,  Fawcett, 

How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is  I  Watts, 

How  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place,  Watts, 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight,  Swain, 

How  sweet  the  melting  lay,  B.  H.  P. 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds,  Newton, 

How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours,  Newton, 


143 
156 
535 

57 
499 
560 

90 
376 
529 
304 
252 
209 
145 
507 
253 
118 
415 
326 


406 
354 
125 
321 


If  life's  pleasures  charm  thee,  401 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives,  C.  Wesley,  299 

I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord,  Ihvight,  415 

Infinite  excellence  is  thine,  Fawcett,  113 

Infinite  power,  eternal  Lord,  Watts,  68 

I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord,  Watts,  294 

Inspirer  and  hearer  of  prayer,  Toplady,  32 

Interval  of  grateful  shade,  Doddridge,  37 

In  thy  great  name,  O  Lord,  we  come,         Hoskins,  2 

I  saw  One  hanging  on  a  tree,  Neivton,  82 

I  send  the  joys  of  earth  away  j  Watts,  271 


INDEX. 


455 


Watts, 

Green, 

Muhlenburg, 

Neville, 

Bradley, 

Gregg, 

Top  lady, 

Jane  Taylor, 

W.  Peter, 

Turner, 

Moravian, 

Doddridge, 


is  this  the  kind  return  ? 

It  is  the  Lord,  enthroned  in  light, 

I  would  not  live  alway, 

Jerusalem,  Jerusalem, 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home, 

Jesus,  and  didst  thou  condescend, 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be, 

Jesus,  at  thy  command, 

Jesus  Christ,  my  Lord  and  Saviour, 

Jesus  comes,  let  Earth  and  Ocean, 

Jesus,  full  of  all  compassion, 

Jesus,  I  know,  hath  died  for  me  ; 

Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name  ; 

Jesus,  immortal  King,  arise, 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 

Jesus  is  gone  above  the  skies, 

Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  eye 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul, 

Jesus,  make  this  heart  thy  own  ; 

Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone, 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace ; 

Jesus,  my  strength,  my  hope, 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun, 

Jesus,  still  will  I  adore  thee; 

Jesus,  the  name  high  over  all, 

Jesus,  thou  friend  of  sinners,       C.  Wesley,  {altered,) 

Jesus,  thy  blood  and  righteousness,  J.  Wesley, 

Jesus,  where'er  thy  people  meet,  Ccniper, 

Join  all  die  glorious  names,  Watts, 

Just  o'er  the  grave  1  hung,  Dwight, 

Just  snatched  from  danger  and  from  death, 

Keep  silence,  all  created  things,  Watts, 

Kindred  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake,  Newton, 

Ladtn  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears,  Watts, 

Lamb  of  God,  whose  bleeding  love  C.  Wesley, 

Learn  of  me,  the  Saviour  said, 

Let  Christian  faith  and  hope  dispel, 

l£t  earth  and  heaven  combine,    C.  Wesley,  (altered,) 


233 
286 
541 

457 
591 
77 
126 
380 
527 
424 
231 
291 
121 


Grant,     263 

Watts,     503 

C.  Wesley,     322 

C.  Wesley,     112 

C.  W.Thomson, (ori.)  328 

Cennick,     254 

Doddridge, 

C.  Wesley, 

Watts, 

J.  J.  Gurney, 

C.  Wesley, 


361 

296 

435 

109 

123 

325 

111 

9 

122 

542 

513 

53 

13 

51 

86 

105 

381 

130 


456 


INDEX. 


Let  every  mortal  ear  attend,  Watts, 

Let  God  the  Father  live,  Watts, 

Let  heathens  to  their  idols  haste,  Watts, 

Let  party  names  no  more,  Beddome, 

Let  the  cares  of  the  week  all  be  banished  far  hence, 


Let  us  awake  our  joys 

Let  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue, 

Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake, 

Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 

Light  of  life,  seraphic  fire, 

Long  did  I  seem  to  serve  thee,  Lord, 

Long  have  I  sat  beneath  the  sound, 

Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 

Lo,  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 

Look  up,  the  harvest  fields  are  white, 

Lord,  at  thy  feet  we  sinners  lie, 

Lord,  at  thy  table  we  behold, 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing ; 

Lord,  how  delightful  'tis  to  see 

Lord,  how  secure  my  conscience  was, 

Lord  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine, 

Lord,  I  would  now  repent, 

Lord  of  earth,  thy  forming  hand 

Lord  of  glory,  who  didst  honor 

Lord  of  my  life,  oh  may  thy  praise 

Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright, 

Lord,  to  thy  mercy  now  I  yield , 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now, 

Lord,  when  our  raptured  thought  surveys,  Mrs.  Steele, 

Lord,  when  we  bend  before  thy  throne, 

Lord,  with  our  household  C.  Wesley,  {altered,) 

Lo,  the  prisoner  is  released,  C.  Wesley, 

Love  divine,  all  love  excelling,  C.  Wesley, 

Love  fills  all  heaven  with  light,  B.  H.  P.  (original,) 


Kingsbury, 

Nexvton, 

Doddridge, 

Watts, 

C.  Wesley, 

C.  Wesley, 

Watts, 

Doddridge, 

C.  Wesley, 

Browne, 
Stennett, 

Watts, 

Watts, 

Davics, 

C.  Wesley, 


Mrs.  Steele, 

Montgomery, 

Newton, 

Hammond, 


163 
600 
71 
404 
471 
134 
266 
497 
183 
151 
257 
478 
146 
222 


504 

41 

479 

223 

264 

237 

65 

512 

29 

352 

243 

3 

64 

10 

40 

564 

147 

585 


Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned 
May  I  resolve,  with  all  my  heart, 
Men  of  God,  go,  take  your  stations, 
Mercy  alone  can  meet  my  case, 


Stennett,  93 

Mrs.  Steele,  365 

Kelly,  468 

Montgomery,  244 


INDEX. 


457 


Mercy,  O  thou  Son  of  David,  Newton, 
'Mul  scenes  of  confusion,  and  creature  complaints, 

Horning  breaks  upon  the  tomb,  Collycr, 
Mourn  for  the  thousands  slain,             C.    (original,) 

My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord  ;  Watts, 

My  drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  so  ?  Watts, 

My  faith  looks  up  to  thee,  R.  Palmer, 

My  former  hopes  are  fled,  Cmvper, 

My  God,  my  Father,  blissful  name,  Mrs.  Steele, 

My  God,  the  covenant  of  thy  love  Doddridge, 

My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys,  Watts, 

My  God,  thy  boundless  love  I  praise,  More, 

My  God,  thy  service  well  demands  Doddridge, 

My  gracious  Redeemer  I  love ;  Francis, 

My  Saviour,  let  me  hear  thy  voice  Doddridge, 

My  sorrows,  like  a  flood  Watts, 

My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard,  Heath, 

My  soul,  come,  meditate  the  day,  Watts, 

My  soul,  triumphant  in  the  Lord,  Doddridge, 

My  soul  would  fain  indulge  a  hope,  Steward. 

My  times  of  sorrow  and  of  joy,  Beddome, 

Nature  may  raise  up  all  her  strife,  Luther, 

Near  me,  O  my  Saviour,  stand,  C.  Wesley, 

No  more,  my  God,  I  boast  no  more,  Watts, 
No,  never  shall  my  heart  despond, 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts,  Watts, 

Not  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth,  Watts, 
Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme, 

Now,  Christian  brethren,  ere  we  part,  H.  K.  White, 

Now,  gracious  Lord,  thy  arm  reveal,  Nervton, 

Now  is  the  accepted  time,  Dobell, 

Now  is  the  time,  th'  accepted  hour,  Coivper, 

Now  let  a  true  ambition  rise,  Doddridge, 

Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey  Doddridge, 

Now  let  our  mourning  hearts  revive,  Doddridge, 

Now  let  our  souls,  on  wings  sublime,  Gibbons, 

Now,  Lord,  the  gospel  seed  is  sown,  Rippon, 

Now  may  the  Lord  of  earth  and  skies  Burder, 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song ;  Watts, 


412 
399 
97 
514 
369 
359 
255 
227 
287 
284 
72 
67 
310 
275 
138 
240 
386 
539 
339 
333 


400 
302 
259 
345 

85 
144 
200 

43 
486 
166 
196 
270 
102 
558 
371 
218 
511 
135 


458 


INDEX. 


O'er  the  realms  of  pagan  darkness,  Cawood,  454 

Of  old  did  Jesus  condescend  Jane  Taylor,  517 

Oft  as  the  hell,  with  solemn  toll,  Nexvton,  544 

Of  thy  love  some  gracious  token  Kelly,  221 

O  God,  hy  whom  the  seed  is  given,  Heber,  219 

O  God  of  sovereign  grace,  Melrose,  440 

Oh  cease,  my  wandering  soul,  Epis.  Col.,  203 

Oh,  could  I  find,  from  day  to  day,  366 

Oh,  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth,       Medley,  320 

Oh  for  a  closer  walk  with  God,  Coivper,  312 

Oh  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  day,  Hart,  225 

Oh  for  an  overcoming  faith,  Watts,  550 

Oh  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing,  C.  Wesley,  137 

Oh  for  the  happy  hour,     G.  W.  Bethune,   (original,)  408 

Oh  happy  day  that  fixed  my  choice,  Doddridge,  265 

Oh,  how  divine,  how  sweet  the  joy,  Needham,  411 

Oh,  if  my  soul  were  formed  for  wo,  Watts,  239 

Oh  reveal  thy  lovely  face,  C.  Wesley,  317 

Oh,  sweetly  breathe  the  lyres  above,  R.  Palmer,  (or.)  268 

Oh  that  I  knew  the  secret  place,  Watts,  346 

Oh  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone,  C.  Wesley,  246 

Oh  that  the  Lord's  salvation,  Lyte,  458 

Oh  weep  not  for  the  joys  that  fade,  Gems,  581 

Oh,  what  amazing  words  of  grace  Medley,  213 

Oh,  when  shall  I  see  Jesus,  392 

Oh,  when  shall  we  sweetly  remove,  C.  Wesley,  (alt.)  584 

Oh,  where  shall  rest  be  found  ?    .  Montgomery,  580 

Oh,  why  should  Israel's  sons  once  blessed,  Bickersteth,  460 
O  Jesus,  delight  of  my  soul, 
O  Lord,  another  day  is  flown, 
O  Lord,  how  vile  am  I, 
O  Lord,  I  would  delight  in  thee, 
O  Lord,  my  best  desire  fulfill, 
O  Lord,  our  languid  souls  inspire, 
O  my  soul,  what  means  this  sadness, 
Once  I  thought  my  mountain  strong, 
Once  more  my  eyes  behold  the  day, 
Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 
One  there  is  above  all  others 


532 

H.  K.  White, 

38 

Newton, 

230 

Ryland, 

301 

Coxvper, 

305 

Nexvton, 

4 

Faxvcett, 

293 

Nexvton, 

313 

Knight, 

27 

Watts, 

30 

Newton, 

124 

INDEX.  459 

On  thee,  each  morning,  O  my  God,  28 

On  the  mountain's  top  appealing,                     Kelly,  423 

On  what  has  now  been  sown,                         Newton,  220 

On  man's  last  sleep,  in  rending  W.  Colton,  {original,)  575 

O  thou  from  whom  all  goodness  flows,           Haweis,  297 

O  thou  in  whom  thy  saints  are  one,  5 

O  thou  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes  delight,  131 

O  thou,  my  life,  my  joy,  59 

O  thou  that  hearest  prayer,  And  teachest,  25 

O  thou  to  whose  all-searching  sight,          Moravian,  292 

O  thou  who  hearest  prayer,  Attend  our  155 

O  thou  who  hear'st  the  prayer  of  faith,       Toplady,  258 

O  thou  whose  tender  mercy  hears,          Mrs.  Steele,  323 

Our  children,  Lord,  in  faith  and  prayer,  Bickersteth,  509 

Our  heavenly  Father,  hear,                    Montgomery,  595 

Our  journey  is  a  thorny  maze,                           Watts,  397 

Our  Lord,  who  knows  full  well,                    Newton,  342 

Our  sins  and  sorrows,  how  they  rise,                Watts,  577 

Our  souls,  by  love  together  knit,                      Miller,  405 

Out  of  the  depths  of  wo,                          Montgomery,  344 

O  Zion,  tune  thy  voice,                               Doddridge,  409 

Peace,  troubled  soul,  whose  plaintive  moan,  182 

People  of  the  living  God,                       Montgomery,  273 

Physician  of  the  sin-sick  soul,                          Newton,  245 

Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair,                    Watts,  91 

Praise  to  the  Lord  on  high,                       Doddridge,  210 

Praise  to  the  Lord,  who  bows  his  ear,     Doddridge,  523 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire,         Montgomery,  348 

Prince  of  Peace,  the  world  is  thine  ;  C.  M.  A.  (orig. ,)  456 

Prostrate,  dear  Jesus,  at  thy  feet,                  Stcnnett,  238 

Raise  your  triumphant  songs,                            Watts,  136 

Religion  is  the  chief  concern,                         Fawcett,  216 

Rejoice  for  a  brother  deceased,                   C.  Wesley,  568 

Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King,                               Rippon,  427 

Repent,  the  voice  celestial  cries,              Doddridge,  190 

Retire,  all  meaner  things,  Miss  H.  F.  Gould,  {orig.,)  21 

Return  and  come  to  God,                         Epis.  Col.,  173 


460  INDEX. 

Return,  my  roving  heart,  return, 
Return,  O  wand'rer,  now  return, 
Rise,  gracious  God,  and  shine, 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 
Rise,  sun  of  glory,  rise, 
Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me, 


Doddridge, 
Collyer, 

*Cennick, 

Topladij, 


175 
434 
334 
447 
107 


Safely  through  another  week, 
Salvation,  oh  the  joyful  sound, 
Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation, 
Saviour,  when  in  dust  to  thee, 


Newton, 
Watts, 

Newton, 
Grant, 


Say  not,  sinner,  in  thy  heart,     C.  Wesley,  {altered,) 

See  from  Zion's  sacred  mountain,  Kelly, 

See,  gracious  God,  before  thy  throne,  Mrs.  Steele, 

See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand,  Doddridge, 
See  sacred  waters  springing, 

See  the  gospel  church  secure,    C.  Wesley,  {altered,) 

See  the  leaves  around  us  falling,  Bicker steth, 

See  the  ransomed  millions  stand,  Conder, 
See  the  ripened,  waving  grain,  Mrs.  J.  L.  Gray  (ori.) 

Servant  of  God,  well  done,  Montgomery, 
Since  from  thy  feet  I  dared  to  roam, 

Since  Jesus  freely  did  appear,  Berridge, 

Sing,  all  ye  ransomed  of  the  Lord,  Doddridge, 

Sinner,  art  thou  still  secure  ?  Newton, 
Sinner,  can  you  slight  the  Saviour  ?  B.  H.  P.  (orig.,) 

Sinner,  rouse  thee  from  thy  sleep,  Epis.  Col, 

Sinners,  the  voice  of  God  regard,  Fawcett, 

Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ?  C.  Wesley, 

Sinners,  will  you  scorn  the  message,  Littleton, 

Softly,  now,  the  light  of  day,  Epis.  Col., 

Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise  ;  C.  Wesley, 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express  Watts, 

Sometimes  a  light  surprises  Newton, 

Sound,  sound  the  truth  abroad,  Evan.  Mag., 

Sovereign  of  all  the  worlds  on  high,  Doddridge, 
Sovereign  of  worlds  above, 


11 

211 
414 
110 

169 
444 
510 

506 
48 
418 
522 
430 
461 
559 
327 
516 
398 
195 
197 
191 
193 
186 
181 
35 
356 
367 
382 
465 
70 
452 


Ascribed  by  some  to  Whitefield. 


INDEX.  46 1 

Sovereign  of  worlds,  display  thy  power,  455 

Sovereign  Ruler.  Lord  of  all,                            Raffles,  228 

Sow  in  the  morn  the  seed,      A.  S.  S.  Union  Hymns,  217 

Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord,                Montgomery,  17 

Stand  up  my  soul,  shake  oft*  thy  fears,            Watts,  357 

Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay,                  C.  Wesley,  160 

Stop,  poor  sinner,  stop  and  think,                  Neivton,  184 

Stretch,  O  my  soul,  thy  ardent  wing,  442 

Sure,  the  bless'd  Comforter  is  nigh,        Mrs.  Steele,  277 

Swell  the  anthem,  raise  the  song,  19 

Sweet  is  the  last,  the  parting  ray,                     Gems,  472 

Sweet  peace  of  conscience,                     Heginbotham,  150 

Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing,         Robinson,  262 

Sweet  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt,            Neivton,  383 

That  awful  day  will  surely  come,                    Watts,  574 

The  day  is  past  and  gone,  36 

The  icy  chains  that  bound  the  earth,             Rippon,  520 

The  once  loved  form,  now  cold  and  dead,  Mr*.  Steele,  557 

The  light  of  Sabbath  eve,      A.  S.  S.  Union  Hymns,  481 

The  Lord  into  his  garden  comes,  410 

The  Lord  of  life,  the  Saviour  dies,          Mrs.  Steele,  95 

The  Lord  of  earth  and  sky,                          C.  Wesley,  489 

The  Lord  will  happiness  divine                       Convper,  331 

The  moment  a  sinner  believes,                           Hart,  251 

The  morning  light  is  breaking,  441 

The  promise  of  my  Father's  love,                     Watts,  267 

There  is  a  calm  for  those  who  weep,    Montgomery,  543 

There  is  a  fountain,  filled  with  blood,           Corvper,  208 

There  is  a  glorious  world  of  light,         Jane  Taylor,  534 

There  is  a  holy  city,  592 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight,                        Watts,  593 

There  is  an  hour  of  hallowed  peace,  579 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest,      W.  B.  Tappan,  576 

The  Saviour  calls— let  every  ear,              Mrs.  Steele,  167 

The  Saviour,  oh,  what  endless  charms,  Mrs.  Steele,  139 

The  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word,                Couper,  52 

The  Spirit,  in  our  hearts,                            Epis.  Col.,  177 

The  sun,  that  minister  of  love,                     Gibbons,  524 


462                                INDEX. 

The  time  is  short— ye  sinners,  fear 

Hoskins, 

187 

The  voice  of  free  grace  cries  escape 

Thornby, 

172 

This  God  is  the  God  we  adore, 

Hart, 

599 

Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave,  but  we  will         Heber, 

565 

Thou  art  my  hiding-place,  O  Lord, 

Raffles, 

89 

Thou  art  the  way — to  thee  alone, 

Epis.  Col., 

117 

Though  troubles  assail, 

Newton, 

373 

Thou  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 

C.  Wesley, 

572 

Thou  lovely  source  of  true  delight, 

Mrs.  Steele, 

279 

Thou  only  sovereign  of  my  heart, 

Mrs.  Steele, 

363 

Thousands,  O  Lord  of  hosts,  to-day, 

Montgomery, 

480 

Thrice  happy  souls,  who,  born  of  heaven,  Doddridge, 

370 

Through  sorrow's  night  and  danger's 

H.  K.  White, 

555 

Thy  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  lovea 

Doddridge, 

483 

Thy  gracious  presence,  0  my  God, 

Mrs.  Steele, 

337 

Thy  mercy,  my  God,  is  the  theme  of 

my  song, 

202 

Thy  way,  O  God,  is  in  the  sea, 

Faxvcett, 

54 

Time  is  winging  us  away, 

Burton, 

538 

'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know, 

Neivton, 

330 

'Tis  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come, 

Watts, 

391 

'Tis  my  happiness  below  ■ 

Coivper, 

379 

To  God  the  only  wise, 

Watts, 

66 

To  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope, 

Cortper, 

338 

To-morrow,  Lord,  is  thine, 

Doddridge, 

189 

To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name, 

Mrs.  Steele, 

128 

To  thee,  my  Shepherd  and  my  Lord, 

Heginbotham, 

309 

To  the  hills  I  lift  my  eyes, 

C.  Wesley, 

351 

To  their  Lord  believers  go,        C.  Wesley,  {altered,) 

588 

Unvail  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb, 

Watts, 

567 

Vain,  delusive  world,  adieu, 

C.  Wesley, 

119 

Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame, 

Pope, 

563 

Wait,  my  soul,  upon  the  Lord, 

Gems, 

298 

Wait,  O  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will, 

Beddome, 

283 

Wake,  Isles  of  the  South,                    W.  B.  Tappan, 

463 

Wake  the  song  of  Jubilee, 

446 

Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 

Bowring, 

448 

Weary  souls,  that  wander  wide, 

C.  Wesley, 

114 

INDEX. 


463 


Hayivard, 

W.  Broivn, 

Watts, 

Montgomery, 

C.  {original,) 

Watts, 


"Welcome,  delightful  morn, 
Welcome,  sacred  day  of  rest, 
Welcome  sweet  day  of  rest, 
We  bid  thee  welcome  in  the  name, 
We  gather  at  the  mercy-seat, 
We  give  immortal  praise, 
We  seek  a  rest  beyond  the  skies, 
We  speak  of  the  realms  of  the  blessed, 
We  stand  in  deep  repentance,  R.  Palmer,  (original,) 
We've  no  abiding  city  here,  Kelly, 

What  is  the  thing  of  greatest  price,  Montgomery, 
What  shall  I  render  to  my  God,  Watts, 

What  shall  the  dying  sinner  do,  Watts, 

What  sinners  value,  I  resign,  Watts, 

What  various  hindrances  we  meet,  Corvper, 

When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God,  Addison, 

When  any  turn  from  Zion's  way,  Neivton, 

When  bending  o'er  the  brink  of  life,  Collyer, 

When  blooming  youth  is  snatched  away,  Mrs.  Steele, 
When  downward  to  the  darksome  R.  Palmer,  (orig.,) 
When  gathering  clouds  around  I  view,  Grant, 

When  grief  and  anguish  press  me  B.  H.  P.  (original,)    306 
When,  his  salvation  bringing,  530 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear,  Watts,     335 

When  I  can  trust  my  all  with  God,  Conder,     282 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross,  Watts,       84 

When  Jesus  dwelt  in  mortal  clay,  Gibbons,     360 

When  languor  and  disease  invade  Top  lady,     545 

When,  marshalled  on  the  mighty  plain,  H.  K.  White,    108 
When  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past,  Noel,     546 

AYhen,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be  C.  Wesley,     154 

When  on  Sinai's  top  I  see  Montgomery,     207 

When  on  the  cross  my  Lord  I  see,  Neivton,     502 

When,  rising  from  the  bed  of  death,  Addison,     571 

When  shall  we  meet  again,  46 

When,  streaming  from  the  eastern  skies,  Grant,      26 

When  th'  eternal  Judge  descending,  Anon,  (altered,)     570 
When  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose,  Edmeston,     477 

When  the  vale  of  death  appears,  Gilbert,     549 


475 
474 
473 
494 
515 
597 
390 
586 
241 
395 
215 

12 
198 
590 
347 

56 
316 
551 
556 
548 
377 


464  INDEX. 

When  thou,  my  righteous  Judge,  shalt  come,  332 

Where  high  the  heavenly  temple  stands,       Logan,  106 

Where  is  the  Saviour  now  ?                              Raffles,  318 

While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light,           Dxvight,  192 

While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power,          Williams,  24 

While  the  heralds  of  salvation,                       Francis,  431 

While  to  the  grave  our  friends  are  borne,  Mrs.  Steele,  566 

While,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun           Nervton,  488 

Who  knoweth  of  his  safety,   Mrs.  Sigourney,  (orig.)  63 

Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends,               Watts,  554 

Why  is  my  heart  so  far  from  thee,                   Watts,  315 

Why  should  the  children  of  a  King                   Watts,  158 

Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die  ?                Watts,  547 

Why  wilt  thou  cast  thy  care  Mrs.  Sigourney,  (orig.)  61 

With  heavenly  power,  O  Lord,  defend,  495 

With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace,                        Watts,  103 

With  tears  of  anguish  I  lament,                     Stcnnett,  236 

With  thankful  hearts  our  songs  we  raise,  Bickerstetli,  508 

Wretched,  helpless,  and  distressed,  C.  Wesley,  (alt.)  260 

Ye  angels  who  stand  round  the  throne,     De  Fleury,  340 

Ye  Christian  heroes,  go  proclaim,  469 

Ye  dying  sons  of  men,                                        Boden,  168 

Ye  glittering  toys  of  earth,  adieu;           Mrs.  Steele,  274 

Ye  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm,         Doddridge,  525 

Ye  messengers  of  Christ,                                       Voke,  498 

Ye  pilgrims,  partners  in  distress,  C.  Wesley,  (altered,)  396 

Ye  scoffers,  your  expiring  breath,                      Watts,  194 

Ye  servants  of  God,  18 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord,                            Doddridge,  496 

Yes,  I  will  bless  thee,  O  my  God,          Heginbotham,  308 

Yes,  mighty  Jesus,  thou  shalt  reign,                  More,  425 

Yes,  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking,                     Kelly,  443 

Ye  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fears,      Beddome,  303 

Ye  who  in  his  courts  are  found,  176 

Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor,      Mrs.  Steele,  165 

Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints,                 Top  lady,  393 

Zion  stands,  by  hills  surrounded,                    Kelly,  420 


